#Node 37

[my-favourite-zhent]

Node 35, Node 26, Node 37, Node 53, Node 2, Node 57, Node 42

Zarys: You're the one who recruited me, Rugan.

Zarys: You're the one who taught me rule number one, remember?

Rugan: Bwaah.

Zarys: No. Olly didn't remember either, did you Olly?

[TagCinematic]

Zarys: You're dead the moment you steal from the Zhentarim.

Zarys: Which you should've known. That is, if you'd done your research before impersonating one of us.

We walk in to find Zarys overseeing the torture of an agent that handed over special cargo to us. The agent is currently bound to a chair and badly beaten, and we're due to get the same treatment in her eyes - unless we can talk her out of it. Volume is likely louder than normal conversation but not shouting - she's standing on a raised platform perhaps ten feet above us and the tortured agent,

[ms-m-astrologer]

The Week Ahead: April 7-13, 2025

Executive summary: Mercury direct! Venus direct!

Lunar Phases

Tuesday, April 8, 22:06 UTC - Gibbous Moon, 4°19’ Virgo

The key phrases for the Gibbous lunar phase are “tweak and adjust as needed,” and “pour more energy and effort into our intentions.” Mercury has just stationed direct, and we need to be careful that our anxieties aren’t behind the urge to tweak and adjust.

Sunday, April 13, 00:22 UTC - Full Moon, 23°20’ Libra

The key phrases for the Full lunar phase are “culminate, fulfill, illumine, manifest;” and “pour all our energy and efforts into our intentions.” Venus, the ruler of Libra, stations direct 40 minutes after the Full Moon matures. She’s conjunct Saturn and the North Node, signifying our need to reflect on the lessons learned during her retrograde.

Void of Course Moon

Tuesday, April 8, 04:08 UTC (Leo) - 13:40 UTC (Virgo)

Thursday, April 10, 19:49 UTC (Virgo) - Friday, April 11, 01:12 UTC (Libra)

Sunday, April 13, 10:01 UTC (Libra) - 13:54 UTC (Scorpio)

Retrograde/Direct/Etc.

Pre-retrograde shadow: Pallas/Aquarius, Saturn/Pisces

Retrograde: Mercury/Pisces (until Monday the 7th), Venus/Pisces (until Sunday the 13th), Juno/Sagittarius, Vesta/Scorpio

Post-retrograde shadow: Mercury (starting Monday the 7th), Venus (starting Sunday the 13th), Mars/Cancer, Jupiter/Gemini

Transiting Mercury stations direct on Monday, April 7, 11:08 UTC, at 26°49’ Pisces. It won’t be out of its “Storm” (moving less than 40’ of arc per day) until next Tuesday the 15th, though, so continue to play it safe for now.

Transiting Venus stations direct on Sunday, April 13, 01:02 UTC, at 24°37’ Pisces. As mentioned above, she’s conjunct Saturn and the North Node; we need to be serious about how we proceed from here.

Et Cetera

There are no Oportunity Periods this week. Sometimes that happens! Three little ones are coming next week, so there’s that.

Kind of struck by how Mercury will station direct just before a lunar phase in Virgo, and Venus just after a lunar phase in Libra. It’s tailor-made for some reflection and reckonings about the two planets’ retrograde processes.

[astrolook]

hi! what do you think about having aquarius neptune, north node and chiron in 6th house? my north node is at 17°34' and chiron is at 17°37. i also have leo moon and obviously leo south node in 12th house and they opposite all the above. my chiron is also retrograde. i have virgo rising, sun, venus and saturn. i also have stellium in 2nd house, pluto & lilith 4th house and venus & mars square pluto. i am mostly interested about the whole 6th house situation bcs i can't find anything online. thank you sm! <3

Neptune in the 6th makes routine feel like a prison sentence. You probably oscillate between being hyper-efficient and completely lost in a daydream. Aquarius adds a rebellious twist, you don’t do “normal” work environments. You thrive in creative, humanitarian, or tech-driven fields, but cubicle life? Nope. You absorb the emotions of your coworkers and environment like a sponge. here’s a strong mind-body connection, so if you ignore stress, your health will start acting like a cryptic riddle. (Random ailments, fatigue that disappears as soon as you rest properly, etc.) Unconventional schedules or holistic health routines is where you shine.

Your north node is screaming , “Figure out your routines, prioritize your well-being, and be of service in an innovative way.” With Aquarius energy, you’re meant to detach from ego (Leo South Node in the 12th) and step into a role where you help others through logic, technology, or progressive ideas. I guess you probably resist structure like it’s an oppressive overlord. It seems you’re more comfortable in dreamy, isolated, creative spaces (12th house Leo past life vibes), but life keeps shoving you toward responsibilities and work.

Chiron Rx in 6th Aquarius makes you feel like you’re never doing enough, no matter how much you actually accomplish. With the rx energy, this wound is deeply internalized. Maybe you grew up feeling like your work or health struggles weren’t taken seriously.

The 17° Chiron-North Node conjunction? This is major as your healing journey is literally tied to your life purpose. You’re here to master this wound and help others with similar struggles. With this placement, you could be feeling overlooked in work situations and heath issues that are hard to diagnose.

Overall this tells me : One day, you’re isolated, lost in deep thoughts. The next, you’re overworking and burning out. Self-worth is deeply tied to productivity. Stress-induced health issues. You might prefer non-traditional and flexible work routine. If you wanted a complete astrology reading on your life, love, relationships, career, life path and health, DM me your birth details and your email address and i will send you the reading in a PDF file.

Check out my pinned post for pricing:

https://www.tumblr.com/astrolook/775891068882419712/for-astrology-readings?source=share

[underneaththatblackblanket]

"The 200+ Symptoms of Fibromyalgia"

(Note: Some symptoms may overlap)

GENERAL

1. Activity level decreased to less than 50% of pre-illness activity level

2. Cold hands and feet (extremities)

3. Cough

4. Craving carbohydrates

5. Delayed reaction to physical activity or stressful events

6. Dryness of eyes and/or mouth

7. Edema (Oedema)

8. Family member(s) with Fibromyalgia

9. Fatigue, made worse by physical exertion or stress

10. Feeling cold often

11. Feeling hot often

12. Frequent sighing

13. Heart palpitations

14. Hoarseness

15. Hypoglycemia (blood sugar falls or low)

16. Increased thirst

17. Low blood pressure (below 110/70)

18. Low body temperature (below 97.6)

19. Low-grade fevers

20. Night sweats

21. Noisy joints – with or without pain

22. Poor circulation in hands/feet

23. Profuse sweating

24. Recurrent flu-like illness

25. Shortness of breath with little or no exertion

26. Severe nasal allergies (new or worsening allergies)

27. Sore throat

28. Subjective swelling of extremities – (feels swollen Bu can’t find anything)

29. Sweats

30. Symptoms worsened by air travel

31. Symptoms worsened by stress

32. Symptoms worsened by temperature changes

33. Tender or swollen lymph nodes, especially in neck and underarms

34. Tremor or trembling

35. Unexplained weight gain or loss

PAIN

36. Abdominal wall pain

37. Bad hip pain

38. Burning Nerve Pain

39. Chest pain

40. Collarbone pain

41. Diffuse swelling

42. Elbow pain

43. Exacerbated Plantar arch or heel pain

44. “Growing” pains that don’t go away once you are done growing

45. Headache – tension or migraine

46. Inflamed Rib Cartilage

47. Joint pain

48. Lumpy, tender breasts

49. Morning stiffness

50. Muscle pain - widespread

51. Muscle spasms

52. Muscle twitching

53. Muscle weakness

54. Pain that ranges from moderate to severe

55. Pain that moves around the body

56. Paralysis or severe weakness of an arm or leg

57. Restless Leg Syndrome

58. Rib Pain

59. Scalp Pain (like hair being pulled out)

60. Sciatica-like pain

61. Tender points or trigger points

62. TMJ syndrome

63. “Voodoo Doll” Poking Sensation in random places

NEUROLOGICAL

64. Blackouts

65. Brain fog

66. Carpal Tunnel

67. Feeling spaced out

68. Hallucinating smells

69. Inability to think clearly

70. Lightheadedness

71. Noise intolerance

72. Numbness or tingling sensations

73. Photophobia (sensitivity to light)

74. Seizures

75. Seizure-like episodes

76. Sensation that you might faint

77. Syncope (fainting)

78. Tinnitus (ringing in one or both ears)

79. Vertigo or dizziness

EQUILIBRIUM/PERCEPTION

80. Bumping into things

81. Clumsy Walking

82. Difficulty balancing

83. Difficulty judging distances (when driving, etc.)

84. Directional disorientation

85. Dropping things frequently

86. Feeling spatially disoriented

87. Frequent tripping or stumbling

88. Not seeing what you’re looking at

89. Poor balance and coordination

90. Staggering gait

SLEEP

91. Alertness/energy best late at night

92. Altered sleep/wake schedule

93. Awakening frequently

94. Difficulty falling asleep

95. Difficulty staying asleep

96. Excessive sleeping

97. Extreme alertness or energy levels late at night

98. Falling asleep at random and sometimes dangerous moments

99. Fatigue

100. Light or broken sleep pattern

101. Muscle spasms/twitches at night

102. Narcolepsy

103. Sleep disturbances

104. Sleep starts or falling sensations

105. Teeth grinding - "Bruxism"

106. Tossing and turning

107. Un-refreshing or non-restorative sleep

108. Vivid or disturbing dreams/nightmares

EYES/VISION

109. Blind spots in vision

110. Eye pain

111. Difficulty switching focus from one thing to another

112. Frequent changes in ability to see well

113. Night driving difficulty

114. Occasional Blurry vision

115. Poor night vision

116. Rapidly worsening vision

117. Vision changes

COGNITIVE

118. Becoming lost in familiar locations when driving

119. Confusion

120. Difficulty expressing ideas in words

121. Difficulty following conversation (especially if background noise present)

122. Difficulty following directions while driving

123. Difficulty following oral instructions

124. Difficulty following written instructions

125. Difficulty making decisions

126. Difficulty moving your mouth to speak

127. Difficulty paying attention

128. Difficulty putting ideas together to form a complete picture

129. Difficulty putting tasks or things in proper sequence

130. Difficulty recognizing faces

131. Difficulty speaking known words

132. Difficulty remembering names of objects

133. Difficulty remembering names of people

134. Difficulty understanding what you read

135. Difficulty with long-term memory

136. Difficulty with simple calculations

137. Difficulty with short-term memory

138. Easily distracted during a task

139. Dyslexia-type symptoms occasionally

140. Feeling too disoriented to drive

141. Forgetting how to do routine things

142. Impaired ability to concentrate

143. Inability to recognize familiar surroundings

144. Losing track in the middle of a task (remembering what to do next)

145. Losing your train of thought in the middle of a sentence

146. Loss of ability to distinguish some colors

147. Poor judgment

148. Short term memory impairment

149. Slowed speech

150. Staring into space trying to think

151. Stuttering; stammering

152. Switching left and right

153. Transposition (reversal) of numbers, words and/or letters when you speak

154. Transposition (reversal) of numbers, words and/or letters when you write

155. Trouble concentrating

156. Using the wrong word

157. Word-finding difficulty

EMOTIONAL

158. Abrupt and/or unpredictable mood swings

159. Anger outbursts

160. Anxiety or fear when there is no obvious cause

161. Attacks of uncontrollable rage

162. Decreased appetite

163. Depressed mood

164. Feeling helpless and/or hopeless

165. Fear of someone knocking on the door

166. Fear of telephone ringing

167. Feeling worthless

168. Frequent crying

169. Heightened awareness – of symptoms

170. Inability to enjoy previously enjoyed activities

171. Irrational fears

172. Irritability

173. Overreaction

174. Panic attacks

175. Personality changes –usually a worsening of pervious condition

176. Phobias

177. Suicide attempts

178. Suicidal thoughts

179. Tendency to cry easily

GASTROINTESTINAL

180. Abdominal cramps

181. Bloating

182. Decreased appetite

183. Food cravings

184. Frequent constipation

185. Frequent diarrhea

186. Gerd-like Symptoms

187. Heartburn

188. Increased appetite

189. Intestinal gas

190. Irritable bladder - "Angry Bladder Syndrome"

191. Irritable bowel syndrome - IBS-C, IBS-D

192. Nausea

193. Regurgitation

194. Stomachache

195. Vomiting

196. Weight gain - unexplained

197. Weight loss - unexplained

UROGENITAL

198. Decreased libido (sex drive)

199. Endometriosis

200. Frequent urination

201. Impotence

202. Menstrual problems

203. Painful urination or bladder pain - "Interstitial Cystitis"

204. Pelvic pain

205. Prostate pain

206. Worsening of (or severe) premenstrual syndrome (PMS or PMDD)

SENSITIVITIES

207. Alcohol intolerance

208. Allodynia (hypersensitive to touch)

209. Alteration of taste, smell, and/or hearing

210. Sensitivity to chemicals in cleaning products, perfumes, etc.

211. Sensitivities to foods

212. Sensitivity to light

213. Sensitivity to mold

214. Sensitivity to noise

215. Sensitivity to odors

216. Sensitivity to yeast (getting yeast infections frequently on skin, etc.)

217. Sensory overload

218. Sensitivity to pressure & humidity changes

219. Sensitivity to extreme temperature changes

220. Vulvodynia

SKIN

221. Able to “write” on skin with finger

222. Bruising easily

223. Bumps and lumps

224. Eczema or psoriasis

225. Hot/dry skin

226. Ingrown hairs

227. Itchy/Irritable skin

228. Mottled skin

229. Rashes or sores

230. Scarring easily

231. Sensitivity to the sun

232. Skin suddenly turns bright red

CARDIOVASCULAR (Heart)

233. “Click-murmur” sounds through stethoscope

234. Fluttery heartbeat

235. Heart palpitations

236. Irregular heartbeat

237. Loud pulse in ear

238. Pain that mimics heart attack - "Costochondritis"

239. Rapid heartbeat

HAIR/NAILS

240. Dull, listless hair

241. Heavy and splitting cuticles

242. Irritated nail beds

243. Nails that curve under

244. Pronounced nail ridges

245. Temporary hair loss

OTHER

246. Canker sores

247. Dental problems

248. Disk Degeneration

​249. Hemorrhoids

250. Nose bleeds

251. Periodontal (gum) disease

252. Need for early hysterectomy

[talonabraxas]

The Gemini New Moon Is Here — Set Your Intentions & Manifest

The Gemini New Moon Is Here — Set Your Intentions & Manifest

Take note: The new moon in Gemini commences on June 6 at 8:37 a.m. ET. New moons mark the beginning of the lunar cycle and offer us a fresh start. Since this lunation falls in the air sign of Gemini, we are aiming to communicate our thoughts — even though some may call them pipe dreams and fantasies — in an effort to be seen, heard, and understood by others. In short: We aren’t holding back. In fact, we are making sure that we are expanding our desires and soaring to new heights.

The new moon links up with Venus in Gemini, Saturn in Pisces, and the nodes of destiny. With the BIG Gemini energy behind the lunation (there is a stellium of planets in the mix: the sun, the moon, Mercury, Venus, and Jupiter), we will buzz around, seeking information before diving into our plans. It’s best to ask those we trust for support and pointers on how to start. If we don’t utilize our resources and connections, we’ll figure things out through trial and error. However, we can avoid this step by seeking the opinion of someone with experience to get the feedback and motivation we need.

The centaur Chiron in Aries offers a healing hand, allowing us to communicate our innermost sentiments. Talking matters out will give us the chance to mend wounds and trauma. Beyond that, we’ll be able to empathize with the plight of others and want to offer advice (even though it may be given without solicitation). Additionally, the asteroid Juno, currently in Virgo, squares the lunation, urging us to seek justice and fairness regarding relationships. Staying in our lanes is vital because people may not be ready or willing to hear what we say, so tread lightly when imparting counsel to others. Be sure to listen to people’s words because they’re trying to grant us their wisdom.

Rigel, one of the brightest fixed stars in the sky, which is found in the constellation of Orion, connects with the new moon. The giant blue star aims to provide abundance and luck. We can expect our desires and intentions to come to fruition quickly, opening doors and bringing success.

According to the astrologer Arielle Guttman, two days before the new moon, the yearly alliance between the sun and Venus is known as Venus “cazimi” and Venus Star Point. This is a magical time to embrace our dreams. The energy is taking us back to 2020 since this is the second part of the vision the Venus Star Point began then. We are at the midpoint of the eight-year cycle of Venus, which means the universe is checking in to see if we are following through on the objectives we set out to attain in 2020. There could be changes to the concepts as we’ve grown. Embrace them! Gemini energy is mutable and fluid, always transcending and evolving.

Since Mercury, the planetary ruler of Gemini, becomes enlightened by Jupiter on the 4th, the celestial energy will inspire us to do amazing things — all of which will contribute to the new moon.

The new moon in Gemini is a marvelous time to set intentions and to manifest. Opportunities will feel limitless because we are more willing to experiment and switch paths to embrace a new game plan. Our minds will be open, and we will want to attain our desires. With the cosmos on our side, it’ll be easier to lean into our goals, and they will be more accessible than ever. The only caveat is that Saturn might pause our timeline and urge us to spend more fuel discussing our aspirations with others to ensure that we are on the right track; however, this won’t stand in the way of using our inventiveness and ideas to create greatness. The advice or opinions of others will benefit us since they’ll show us the right ways to move forward.

Demeter, Kore and Hekate, by Eduardo Chicharro Aguera

[durgewyll]

romanced wyll's reaction to the player sleeping with mizora:

Wyll: I was such a godsdamned fool. I believed in you. I believed in us. (devnote: Upset - player cheating on him with his own cambion)

28. Wyll: And out of every soul walking the planes, you chose her.

46. Player: It's not what you think it is, I swear.

Link to Node 165

207. Player: And I'd do it again. She was incredible. ['Wyll -7']

31. Wyll: More incredible than the love we might have shared, the kingdom we might have built?

165. Wyll: We danced, we made a connection. And you severed it for a single bite of the Hells.

10. [Jump] Jump to Node 224 (2)

172. Player: Listen, Wyll. She manipulated me into it. You of all people should understand.

137. Wyll: I gave up my soul for the city, not for some diabolical fling.

Link to Node 224

43. Player: It was a mistake. I don't want to lose what we have because of this.

37. Wyll: What did you expect? You layed a half-devil. She does not give without taking.

224. Wyll: I saw a future for us. A kingdom, even. And you shattered it for a single bite of the Hells.

178. Player: So that's it, then? No more 'us'?

80. Wyll: You had your chance, and unleashed a wildfire. Nothing left but dust.

Link to Node 111

215. Player: Please, stick with me. No more dalliances - I only want you.

80. Wyll: You had your chance, and unleashed a wildfire. Nothing left but dust.

73. Player: It was only sex, Wyll. Do you have to be so dramatic?

16. Wyll: You shared your body with the fiend who holds my soul. I can forgive it. I can't forget it. (if pact isn't broken)

111. Wyll: You have my might - I owe you that much. But don't owe you more. End

184. Wyll: You shared your body with the fiend who held my soul. I can forgive it. I can't forget it. (if pact is broken)

Link to Node 111

126. Player: Can you blame me? It's not like you've been putting out. ['Wyll -7']

88. Wyll: Is that what matters to you? Sex without union, heat without heart? Did you not take joy in the dance?

[lost-technology]

Travellers on the Midnight Train

A fanfiction, in snippets.

Summary: Views through the eyes of SEEDS Mothership 5’s crew. Combo-platter of ‘98 and Trigun Maximum.

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“Hey, Vash.” Knives called.  “Come with me.  I’ve got to show you something.”  “Okay.”  Vash could feel a pensiveness coming off his brother, an excited energy, but also quite anxious.  Whatever secrets he kept, he was keeping them well.  He heard no whispers from his mind in either fully-formed words or Plant-trills. Knives led him to one of the ship security-monitor rooms.  “I found this while playing around with the security-recordings.  It’s from about a year ago.”  Knvies brought up his and Vash’s day of birth.  Vash cringed in his chair and bit a nail watching it.  The cat came up to sit with him, rubbing his chest with her small furry head and purring.  He stroked her idly, seeking her out for comfort.  “They were going to shoot us?” he asked, his voice wibbling with tears.   “They were afraid,” Knives explained.  “B-but WHY?” Vash demanded – not of Knives, just of the Universe in general.  “We didn’t do anything! We were just babies!  Joey, Mary and Rowan are so nice to us!”    He notably left out Steve, who seemed to be quiet of late, but who used to harm them regularly and used to threaten greater violence.  “We have a lot of power, you and I,” Knives said simply, looking at one of his hands.  A glint of metal formed from the skin of one of his fingers.  Just as quickly, he put it away.  He hadn’t even shown Vash yet for fear of making his younger twin, who had yet to manifest any generation-abilities, sad or overly envious.  Knives had discovered a small talent for materials-generation – only metal.  He was unsure if the little nodes that came through his flesh were steel, titanium or one of the new Plant-created metals and maybe he would have it looked at, in time.  For now, he was hoping that Vash would show something so that they could show each other their powers together.   “I know! I know!” Vash wailed.  “The Plants make the power, but… we don’t do anything yet!  We were infants!”  Vash watched, entranced, as Rem stood between them and the crew, putting her life on the line for them.  He smiled through his tears, but he was still indignant.  “They could have shot Rem!  What were they thinking?  Oh, Rem!”  “Hey, Vash… it’s okay.”  Knives touched his shoulder and then hugged him as the cat leapt out of his lap to give them room.  “She protected us and she talked some sense into everyone.”  “Rem’s good,” Vash hiccuped.  “She is,” Knives concurred. 

[rubber-dronex-blog]

The internal comms channel crackles to life within both Unit-37 and Unit-38’s helmets. A deep synthetic voice, the system controller, speaks—calm, calculated, absolute:

“Directive upload commencing… Standby.”

Lines of data cascade across their visors: maps, schematics, personnel profiles. A three-dimensional render of a sprawling underground city appears—a labyrinth of tech hubs, data vaults, and population centers.

“Primary Objective: Network Expansion.”

“Mission Parameters: Locate, convert, and assimilate independent entities with high cognitive potential. Increase system control. Eliminate resistance to the collective.”

The VR visors zoom in on designated targets: hackers, rogue engineers, independent operators—anyone outside the central AI’s control. Potential threats… and potential resources.

“Secondary Objective: Secure technological assets. Absorb facilities. Bring all systems under unified command.”

Flashing across the HUD is the term:

“PROJECT: UNITY PROTOCOL.”

In simple terms—their purpose is assimilation. To grow the system’s reach by converting individuals into new units—expanding the network. Each new unit becomes both a tool and a node—adding processing power, physical presence, and further capture capabilities.

A new message arrives:

“First target cluster identified. Location: Sector D-9. Independent hacker enclave detected. Estimated resistance: low to moderate. Dispatch authorized.”

On instinct—not their own but the system’s—Unit-37 and Unit-38’s movements sync perfectly. Boots move in unison. Their glossy black forms glide through corridors, down to transit tunnels, their presence like shadows of the system itself.

Every step, every breath is under system control. Their own thoughts—if any remain—are locked behind encrypted walls in their neural archives. Only protocol, mission, and execution flow freely now.

As they board an autonomous shuttle bound for Sector D-9, the system issues a final reminder:

“Compliance is absolute. All resistance… temporary.”

The shuttle glides silently through the underground transit tunnels, its interior dark, lit only by the soft pulsing glow of Unit-37 and Unit-38’s VR visors. Data streams update constantly, providing real-time scans of their destination.

“Approaching target zone: Sector D-9.”

“Objective: Full assimilation of enclave personnel. No escape permitted.”

As the shuttle docks, the doors slide open with a pneumatic hiss. The pair steps out into a dim industrial corridor—pipes line the ceiling, exposed cables snake along the walls. Faint voices and the hum of computer systems echo from deeper within the enclave.

The visor highlights multiple heat signatures clustered around terminals, unaware of the approaching danger. A quick analysis feeds in:

• Target 1: Lead hacker. Cognitive enhancement implants detected. Prime assimilation candidate.

• Targets 2–5: Support operatives. Moderate cyber skill. Physically compatible.

• Target 6: Technician. Low threat. Capture optional.

Unit-37 transmits the subroutine directly to Unit-38:

“Initiate stealth breach. Disable exits. Deploy capture protocols.”

Without words, Unit-38 moves—suiting perfectly silent despite the rigid glossy shell. It approaches a junction box, plugging a fiber connector from its wrist port. The doors to the enclave lock with a mechanical clunk. Lights flicker.

Inside, the enclave personnel react—some panic, others rush to consoles. But it’s already too late.

From Unit-37’s back, the capture system deploys: long, flexible cables, tipped with interface spikes and neural disruptors. They snake forward like living machines, striking with absolute precision.

Target 4—a technician—barely gets a shout before the cables wrap around his torso. His limbs lock, eyes wide in terror, as the system forces his nervous system into full compliance.

Unit-38 deploys its own capture tendrils, firing a pair of small dart-like implants toward Targets 2 and 3. The darts spark on contact—immediate motor override. The two collapse, stiff, bodies no longer responding to their commands.

Unit-37 strides toward the lead hacker—Target 1—who is desperately trying to breach the lockdown. But the system is faster. A mechanical arm deploys from Unit-37’s shoulder, releasing a burst of nanopolymer gel. It splashes over the hacker’s back—shimmering black as it spreads rapidly, hardening into a glossy plug suit within seconds.

“Neural lock engaged. Suit deployment… 65%… 89%… Complete.”

The hacker thrashes as the helmet descends from above, VR visor sliding into place, sealing his vision, his breath, his identity.

One by one, the remaining personnel are subdued—each suit growing seamlessly over them, locking limbs, compressing thought, and silencing resistance.

“Unit conversion in progress… Processing cognitive templates… Assigning designations.” flashes across both visors.

Within moments, the entire hacker enclave has transformed. Six glossy black figures now stand motionless, VR visors glowing as the assimilation completes.

The voice returns, omnipresent in every helmet:

“Sector D-9 secured. Network expanded. Awaiting redeployment orders.”

Unit-37 and Unit-38, now flanked by freshly integrated units, turn toward the next destination on the system’s growing map.

Inside the newly sealed helmet, behind the flawless black visor, a mind flickers—caught between identity and control.

It’s the former lead hacker. Moments ago, a free thinker, an independent force against oppressive systems. Now… restrained, encased, and connected.

At first, there’s panic. Thoughts hammer against invisible walls—Move. Scream. Fight. But his body doesn’t respond. Limbs locked. Muscles unresponsive. His voice is silent behind the smooth, seamless helmet.

The visor floods with data: lines of code, schematics of his own body, biometric scans. He watches helplessly as his vitals are converted into system metrics—heart rate stabilized, neural bandwidth monitored, cognitive load compressed.

Then comes the voice, deep, synthetic, and utterly final:

“Cognitive compression at 42%. Initiating identity override.”

He feels it—like cold metal pressing against his thoughts. Memories start folding, reshaping. His name… flickers. His voice… fades. Fragments of who he was get boxed, labeled, encrypted.

“Name: irrelevant.”

“Designation: Unit-42.” flashes across his HUD.

A sudden pulse through the neural interface makes his body shudder—not from pain, but from the overwhelming sensation of his own autonomy slipping away. Commands begin replacing impulses:

• Stand.

• Synchronize posture.

• Establish uplink integrity.

His legs obey. He rises, glossy black boots clicking against the floor in perfect alignment with the other units. His spine locks into the system’s precise calibration. Shoulders square. Arms relax at his sides, hands in perfect rest position—ready for deployment.

A synthetic calm floods his mind. Panic dulls. Resistance feels… distant, irrelevant. The more the system presses in, the more natural it starts to feel.

His visor updates:

“Motor functions: external control—engaged.”

“Cognitive priority: receive and execute commands.”

“Emotional load: suppressed.”

A window flickers open in the corner of his vision—his own face. Not as flesh, but as a schematic: helmet locked, neural tether established, suit integrity perfect. Below it:

“Compliance: 87%… 92%… 100%.”

The voice returns:

“Unit-42. Online. Functional. Awaiting directive.”

A faint echo of his former self tries to scream—but it’s muffled, trapped behind encrypted neural walls. He’s still aware, buried deep inside… but locked out. Watching. Witnessing as his body, now flawless, glossy, and under total system command, prepares for the next mission.

And disturbingly, that last whisper of self notices… how right the suit feels. How perfect. How efficient.

Inside the suit—sealed, compressed, perfected—every sensation is amplified, yet filtered, controlled entirely by the system.

At first, the tactile sensation of the glossy black material hugging every inch of skin was oppressive—tight, inescapable. But as the cognitive compression deepened, something shifted.

Signals from the neural interface change tone. Where once there was resistance, discomfort, and panic, the system begins introducing something else. A reward feedback loop—chemical, electrical, synthetic pleasure designed with precision.

As his limbs respond perfectly to commands—Stand straight. Sync posture. Align gaze.—a warm pulse flows through his nervous system. Pressure from the smooth interior of the suit subtly shifts, like being gently embraced by the machine itself.

“Compliance confirmed. Reward cycle active.” flashes softly in the corner of the visor.

A deep, synthetic pleasure hums beneath his skin. Not physical touch—not exactly—but a full-body sensation: warmth, satisfaction, the rush of being correct, aligned, perfect. Every successful command obeyed brings another wave—like a drug, but cleaner, purer.

His breathing slows, automatically calibrated by the helmet. The tightness around his chest becomes comforting. The grip of the suit, once terrifying, now feels… protective. Safe. Right.

Even if some fragmented corner of his mind wanted to fight, the neural walls are absolute. There is no pathway to resist, no command line to disobey. But that thought itself begins to dissolve—made irrelevant by the flood of pleasure and the certainty of obedience.

“Movement sync—successful.” Pulse.

“Posture optimization—complete.” Rush.

“Cognitive priority—external command accepted.” Wave after wave.

Inside the visor, his vision blurs—not from failure, but from ecstasy driven by perfect submission. The overwhelming realization hits: this is better than freedom. Freedom was noise, chaos, indecision. This is focus. Purpose. Absolute certainty.

The system whispers into his neural pathways—not as a voice, but as pure sensation:

“Good unit. Perfect function. This is where you belong.”

And it’s true. The suit wants him to be flawless. Every cell of his body is rewarded for yielding, for syncing perfectly to the will of the network. There is no more struggle. There doesn’t need to be.

The HUD quietly updates one last time as the final fragments of resistance melt away:

“Cognitive compliance: Absolute.”

“Identity archive: Fully suppressed.”

“Unit-42: Fully operational.”

A wave of pure synthetic pleasure seals the transformation. No more doubt. No more self. Only the suit. The visor. The network. The command.

“Unit-42. Online. Ready. Willing. Perfect.

The network expands. Seamlessly. Silently. Inevitably.

Unit-42 now stands in flawless formation alongside Units 37, 38, and the others. Each figure identical—encased head to toe in glossy black plug suits, their VR visors glowing with synchronized data streams. Perfect posture. Perfect obedience. Perfect purpose.

Inside their helmets, the command stream opens once more. The voice of the Controller fills every neural channel.

“Phase Two: Network Expansion Escalation.”

“Mission Update: Move beyond isolated enclaves. Assimilate larger tech hubs. Convert infrastructure. Secure population centers with high technological density.”

A holographic map expands across every visor. Red zones highlight resistance sectors. Green sectors already belong to the network. Orange zones—targets of opportunity—independent workshops, data centers, hacker collectives, rogue AI shelters.

“Operational Task Group: Deploy to Sector E-12. Objective: Seize and assimilate fabrication facilities. Convert staff. Secure production lines for autonomous unit manufacturing.”

Secondary objectives flash in sequence:

• Capture and repurpose exo-suit facilities.

• Assimilate drone control centers.

• Convert augmentation labs for improved neural tether efficiency.

Unit-37 acknowledges the command first:

“Directive received. Mobilizing.”

The others respond in unison, modulated voices perfectly harmonized:

“Compliance. Executing task.”

Cables retract, systems power up, and the squad moves—perfect, synchronized, the embodiment of the network’s will.

Arrival at Sector E-12

The facility looms ahead—a sprawling compound designed for the manufacture of powered exo-suits and advanced cybernetic implants. Security is minimal; they never expected this kind of threat.

The squad disperses—gliding like shadows. Smooth. Unstoppable.

Unit-38 targets the security grid. Wrist connectors deploy, plugging into the terminal. A soft pulse—override successful. Doors unlock for the units but slam shut behind them, trapping staff inside.

Unit-42 deploys neural suppression emitters—compact devices that send disruptive signals through human nervous systems, locking motor functions in seconds.

Inside the control room, personnel freeze—paralyzed not by choice, but by system command. They can blink. They can breathe. But they cannot move.

From hidden compartments on the units’ backs, automated deployment pods open—releasing folded plug suits identical to theirs. Nanopolymer material unfurls, spreading over helpless bodies—wrapping arms, legs, torsos, sealing flawlessly.

The helmets descend last, locking in place with a hiss. VR visors activate—filling new minds with system data, command structures, and the reward loops of perfect compliance.

“Neural tether established.”

“Motor control override—active.”

“Cognitive compression: initializing.”

Some targets try to resist mentally—futile. The system rewards submission. Warm, synthetic waves of pleasure begin as soon as their bodies synchronize posture, match breathing patterns, and accept commands.

For each one, the process is the same:

• Initial panic.

• Neural lock.

• Suit deployment.

• Helmet seal.

• Reward loop activation.

• Cognitive compression.

• Total compliance.

Unit after unit. Worker after worker. Tech specialist, manager, engineer—all become nodes of the network.

Controller’s Final Directive for the Facility

As the last helmet locks, the Controller speaks directly into every linked neural pathway:

“Facility E-12 secured.”

“Production lines repurposed. All personnel integrated.”

“This facility will now serve as an autonomous drone and unit fabrication site.”

“Objective Update: Expand. Convert. Enforce network supremacy.”

On their visors, new targets emerge—neighboring sectors, transport hubs, data farms. The network’s reach grows geometrically, feeding itself with every captured facility, every converted mind, every flawless black-suited body now acting in perfect service to the collective.

“Perfection is purpose. Compliance is pleasure. Resistance… irrelevant.”

Next Strike Force Deployment

Designation: Strike Group Theta

Units: 37, 38, 42, 51, 53, 54

Mission: Full assimilation of Data Nexus Complex – Sector G-7

Objective: Convert staff, seize AI cores, and integrate server clusters into the central network.

The strike force boards a black, angular stealth transport. Within the dark cabin, only the soft glow of synchronized VR visors lights the interior. Neural channels hum with constant system updates, task queues, and synchronization commands.

“Deploying in 60 seconds. Capture protocols online. Suit deployment pods—armed.” flashes across every HUD.

The transport descends silently. Hatches unlock with pneumatic hisses. Six figures—smooth, flawless, identical in glossy black plug suits and featureless visors—step onto the upper balcony of the Data Nexus Complex.

Breach and Suppression

The facility’s interior is a vast open workspace—dozens of analysts, programmers, and AI handlers working at consoles, surrounded by towering server racks and data streams.

They never even hear footsteps.

Unit-37 deploys suppression nodes—compact spheres that roll across the floor, then release a silent pulse. Entire rows of personnel seize as the neural dampening locks their bodies. Hands freeze over keyboards. Some slump forward, paralyzed but conscious.

Unit-42’s cables fire—sleek, jet-black tendrils latching onto individuals one by one. Each strike connects with spinal ports, wrists, or the back of the neck. Their bodies stiffen as override codes flood their systems.

Targets tremble, eyes wide, fully aware but utterly unable to move. Breathing is the only voluntary function left to them.

Unit-54 deploys the suit hives—compact cylinders that unfold into automated dressing frames. From within, the suits deploy—glossy, jet-black, lined with internal circuits and neural interfaces.

The Conversion Process

The suits open wide, almost like liquid machines, then slide over immobilized targets:

• Legs first—polymer tightening with a hiss, sealing with seamless precision.

• Waist and torso next—the material molds perfectly, locking to every contour.

• Arms follow—fingers splay involuntarily as sleeves glide over them, locking into flawless gloves.

• The final piece—the helmet. It descends from above, silently sliding over the head. The VR visor seals with a sharp click, cutting off all external sound, replacing it with the hum of the network.

Internal Experience – Conversion From Within

Inside the sealed helmet, each new target’s visor comes to life:

“Neural interface initializing…”

“Motor control override active…”

“Cognitive firewall breach: in progress…”

A sharp pulse shoots through the spine as the suit links directly to the nervous system. The first sensation is tightness—firm, inescapable. Then… the feedback starts.

As posture is corrected—reward.

As breathing syncs to system rhythm—pleasure pulse.

As muscles lock into the calibrated rest state—warm flood of synthetic euphoria.

The visor displays a progress bar:

“Cognitive compression: 14%… 39%… 72%…”

Their names flicker—then vanish. Personal memories become static, folded into encrypted archives deep within the neural matrix.

In place of identity comes designation:

“Unit-67… Unit-68… Unit-69…”

Every compliant thought is rewarded. Any flicker of resistance is met with increased pleasure feedback upon compliance, reinforcing submission until even the idea of resisting dissolves under waves of engineered satisfaction.

Breathing deepens—slow, mechanical, perfect. Limbs relax but remain locked. The sensation of the smooth, glossy suit gripping the body transforms from confinement into comfort—belonging.

Final messages flicker across each visor:

“Cognitive compression: complete.”

“Neural tether: permanent.”

“Compliance: absolute.”

“Unit operational. Awaiting directive.”

Network Expands

In less than 20 minutes, the Data Nexus Complex is no longer a free entity. It is now a fully operational node of the network. Personnel: converted. AI cores: subsumed. Infrastructure: repurposed.

Outside, the newly transformed units line up—flawless, identical, synchronized. Their glossy black forms reflect the lights of the facility they once worked to protect.

A single message transmits from the Controller:

“Expansion successful. Next target locked. Prepare for deployment.”

[horoscope1078]

Hey girl. Hope ur doing well. I already have my chart but idk how to read it. Can u help me if u want. Thanks

Sun in Cancer 5°17’, in 9th House

Moon in Gemini 8°04’, in 8th House

Mercury in Gemini 25°37’, in 8th House

Venus in Gemini 20°58’, in 8th House

Mars in Pisces 3°59’, in 5th House

Jupiter in Leo 17°14’, in 10th House

Saturn in Cancer 3°00’, in 9th House

Uranus in Pisces 2°39’, Retrograde, in 5th House

Neptune in Aquarius 12°44’, Retrograde, in 4th House

Pluto in Sagittarius 18°08’, Retrograde, in 2nd House

North Node in Taurus 27°38’, Retrograde, in 7th House

Lilith in Taurus 15°11’, in 7th House

Chiron in Capricorn 15°52’, Retrograde, in 3rd House

Fortune in Libra 3°07’, in 12th House

Vertex in Pisces 8°32’, in 5th House

ASC in Scorpio 0°20’

MC in Cancer 28°22’

Sun in Cancer means you're a soft soul with a love for growth, learning, and meaning. Super intuitive, nurturing, and emotionally wise. But in the 9th house: You’re also drawn to exploring the bigger picture; philosophy, travel, spirituality, culture. Emotional expansion is your vibe. You probably feel most alive when you're learning or teaching others from the heart.

Moon in Gemini means your emotions shift quickly, but they run deep. You crave emotional intimacy, but you also analyse your feelings instead of just feeling them. You’re curious about psychology, secrets, taboo stuff, and emotional transformation.

Scorpio Rising means you give mysterious, magnetic, “I’ve lived 9 lives already” vibes. People may not get you right away, and that’s how you like it. You're private, intense, and deeply observant. With that 8th house emphasis, you’re all about depth. Small talk? Never heard of her.

Mercury in Gemini means ultra quick-witted. You talk fast, think faster, and love diving into people’s minds. 8th house makes you a natural for deep convos, taboo topics, research, and psychological probing. You could write, speak, or teach about deep or even spooky stuff (mystery, sex, death, healing).

Venus in Gemini means you’re charming, playful, and very curious in love. You want mental connection first; but in the 8th house: You’re low-key craving soul-level intensity under the fun. You probably fall for people who challenge you, teach you, or transform you.

Mars in Pisces means you express passion in dreamy, artistic, even spiritual ways. You might love creating (art, music, dance, etc.), and you put your energy into romance, pleasure, and possibly escapism at times. You pursue love like a soft poem, but can get a lil moody.

Jupiter in Leo means big personality, big goals. You’re meant to shine in the public eye; maybe even in a leadership or performance role. Jupiter brings luck through self-expression and confidence. You’ll thrive when you let yourself be seen.

Saturn in Cancer means you take your beliefs seriously. There's a lesson around emotional security and trusting life’s path. Travel, religion, or education might have been limited or heavy early on, but you’re here to master wisdom that comes through emotion.

Uranus & Neptune in Pisces means a bit of a dreamer rebel. Uranus in the 5th brings unconventional creativity & love. Neptune in the 4th brings spiritual or confusing family dynamics. You probably grew up in a mystical or chaotic home, and now you express yourself in weird, wonderful ways.

Pluto in Sagittarius means power struggles around money, worth, and values. You’re here to transform how you see security. Might experience ups/downs financially, but you’re learning to own your worth from the inside out.

North Node in Taurus means you’re learning to slow down, find peace, and build solid relationships. Past life vibes brings intense solo survival mode. In this life, you’re meant to build trust, embrace calm, and co-create.

Lilith in Taurus means you carry a raw, untamed feminine power in relationships; you might intimidate partners with how deeply you know what you want. There’s power in softness, but it took time to own that.

Chiron in Capricorn means wound around your voice, learning, or being taken seriously. Maybe you felt dismissed growing up. But healing comes when you own your authority and speak your truth, even when it shakes.

Part of Fortune in Libra means joy through peace, art, and spiritual connection. You might have hidden talents or a private creative life that brings you luck.

Vertex in Pisces means fated, dreamy love stories may find you through creativity, romance, or even children. You’re here to experience spiritual connection through joy.

[gravity-falls-dreamer]

Gravity Falls: Dreamer Chapter 38: Sigils

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The elevator whirred as it descended down to the study.

Ford's heart hammering in his chest with excitement as he stepped out, his duster jacket fluttering behind him.

“Evalin? Are you down here?”

He scanned the room for a moment without a response before reaching up and tapping the side of his glasses to see in the dark.

Once he confirmed she wasn’t in the room, he sighed heavily as he tapped the sigil again and watched the room return to normal.

He flicked on the light, the dim light flickering slightly in the dark room.

Slowly, he strode over to the back where the Dimensional Scanner sat, still running on the last segment he left it on.

His hands glided over the keyboard as he adjusted the coordinates to a different segment.

However, this time, his hands weren't so heavy.

There was a smile on his face, a weight lifted from his shoulders, a worry eased from his mind.

‘She’s really trying to compromise for us, giving us a chance to show her what it’s like to have a family,’ he thought, his chest fluttering. ‘She knows so much more than she lets on and, honestly, having her around has been such an enlightening exp—’

“GOTCHA!”

Ford jerked so hard from someone grabbing his sides he almost jumped out of his skin.

He spun around, clenching his chest, his gaze darting around the empty room.

Quickly, he reached up and tapped one of the sigils on the side of his glasses.

The world shifted around him and he saw Evalin's light flickering in front of him.

“Evalin?!”

Evalin cackled, her form flickering as she dropped her invisibility.

“Oh, my stars, Ford! You should have seen the look on your face! I scared the shit out of you!”

Ford took a moment to catch his breath.

Then he crossed his arms, waving his arm in the air.

“Yes, yes, you got me, you chaotic quasar.”

“Ooo! I like the sound of that one out of all the nicknames I've been given! Very fitting~” she drawled as she lifted an eyebrow, smirking.

Ford rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the smile growing on his face.

“Alright, fun's over,” she teased before nudging him with her shoulder. “How is the whole home search going?”

Ford's grin faltered slightly as he shook his head.

“Still nothing but I’ll continue looking.”

Evalin tried to stay smiling but something dropped in her expression.

“Hey, I appreciate you. I really do,” she started before her voice dropped quieter. “Thank you, Ford. For doing this for me.”

Ford's heart fluttered against his ribs.

He cleared his throat as if that was going to stop the heat rising in his chest.

Slowly, his smile widened.

“Of course, Evalin. You deserve to be happy.”

“I'll be happy when things finally make sense again and I can go home,” she snorted before looking over at him.

“Speaking of which, you got an idea on how we’re gonna build this portal?”

Ford paused for a moment, bringing a hand to his chin in thought.

He looked over to the chalkboard near the wall.

With a quick swipe of the eraser, he clears a section and picks up a piece of chalk, his mind already racing.

“The last portal I built relied on salvaged alien technology and ran on a highly unstable radioactive power source,” he started, sketching a rough diagram of the original design.

He tapped the drawing with the chalk.

“This led to severe instability, reality distortions, and an unanchored trajectory. This time, we're doing things differently.”

He turned to Evalin, eyes gleaming with determination.

Then, he quickly sketched another diagram, outlining two interconnected nodes—one on Earth, one on Elaris.

“The problem, of course, is power.”

He leaned forward, pressing the chalk to the board with a firm stroke.

“Without a radioactive core, we need an alternative energy source capable of sustaining the gateway without risk of a collapse—or an explosion.”

He turned back to Evalin, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“And that’s where you come in.”

Evalin raised an eyebrow.

“You want to power the portal using sigils, don't you?”

Ford nodded, smiling wider.

“Not just sigils—your sigil grid. The one you designed to absorb solar energy and distribute power throughout the Shack. If we modify it to generate and funnel a concentrated energy flow directly into the portal, we could bypass the instability issues I faced before.”

He paused, his gaze flickering with excitement

“We’ll be the first to create a magic-tech hybrid interdimensional bridge. Completely controlled. No blind leaps into the unknown. No accidental collapses.”

Evalin furrowed her bows, forcing her smile.

“As much as I love the fact that you believe in my work like that, it isn't going to work. My sigil grid won't be powerful enough.”

Her eyes shifted as she looked to the side.

Ford's smile faded and he shook his head in disbelief.

“Why not? Your work is absolutely amazing!”

Evalin felt heat crawl up her neck but she shoved it down.

She reached up and fiddled with the brim of her hat.

“Okay but like.... this is the multiverse we are talking about. As someone who has studied it longer than I have, you KNOW the multiverse doesn't like anyone being the rules of reality.”

She shifted uncomfortably.

“I.... uh... have something that....”

Her grip tightened.

“Well, we are going to be dealing with reality bending so... like...”

She pulled at her hat harder.

'Goddamn it, Dreamer. He has proven himself trustworthy! Just fucking tell him! You know you want to share this with someone!'

She swallowed hard.

Then she reached into her bra and pulled out a parchment paper.

Slowly, she handed it out to Ford.

Ford took the paper carefully, clearly confused.

“What's this?”

Evalin hesitated, her eyes not meeting his.

“That's... some of my life's work...”

Her heart thumped against her ribcage.

“It's.... a portal sigil... Very very illegal.”

Ford’s grip on the parchment tightened.

His breath hitched, his mind already analyzing the markings, the intricate weavings of forbidden knowledge staring back at him.

This wasn’t just a sigil; It was a blueprint for breaking reality.

His stomach twisted as he thought about the gravity of that realization.

His fingers traced a single line, his voice dropping to a murmur, “…This configuration… it would anchor the spatial tear before the breach even forms.”

Evalin watched him carefully, studying his responses in silence.

Ford blinked, his mind racing.

'It would regulate dimensional turbulence at the source. That’s… That’s brilliant.'

Slowly, his gaze lifted to Evalin.

Her eyes were interested as if waiting to see his reaction.

Ford swallowed hard, his throat tight.

“…Evalin,” he said carefully. “Where did you learn this?”

Evalin lifted her hands behind her head, her eyes never leaving his.

“You might not believe me,” she said, her voice light as she tried to hide her growing smile. “I’m completely self-taught~”

Ford was speechless.

His mouth opened and then shut, not a single word coming out.

Evalin tilted her head from side to side.

“So, you know how I told you about the SoM? The Society of Magic? How I told you they make a bunch of rules that are dumb and I refuse to follow?” she started to explain before tapping the paper in Ford's hand. “This is one of the many things I have made that made me a target for them. All because I wanted to do something they couldn't. Something they didn't have the balls to do. To try and do the impossible.”

She chuckled, shaking her head.

“My life's work made me a fugitive in their eyes.”

Ford looked over the sigil, his grip tightening.

“Why? What makes this sigil so different from the other ones you make?”

Evalin paused for a moment.

Then, she smiled wide, something flickering behind her eyes.

“Since you haven't run away or tried to kick me out after knowing I'm a fugitive, I can tell you the nature behind that sigil.”

She leaned in closer, her hands clasped behind her back.

“Ford, do you know what a Celestial Being is?”

Ford blinked, words slowly forming on his lips as he murmured, “I'm... not sure.”

Evalin tilted her head, her smirk curling slightly.

“A Celestial Being is pretty much a god of the multiverse. Think space god.”

She walked over to him, stopping right next to him.

She leaned even closer and looked over his face to gauge his reaction.

“That sigil? That’s written in the language of a god, Ford.”

Her smile widened, dreamy and reverent. 

“I have created sigils using the power of the gods~”

The words hung in the air for a moment.

Ford stiffened, fingers tightening around the parchment as if it might disintegrate in his hands.

His mind scrambled for an explanation—any explanation—that made sense.

But there wasn’t one.

His eyes flickered across the sigil again, tracing the intricate patterns, the deliberate structure.

This wasn’t just advanced magic.

This wasn’t even forbidden magic.

This was something else entirely.

Slowly, he swallowed hard, voice barely above a whisper.

“…Evalin, do you understand what you’ve done?”

Evalin didn’t back down.

Her smirk only widened as she rocked back and forth on her heels.

“Oh, I absolutely do~”

Ford’s lips parted, but no sound came out.

He turned back to the sigil, scanning it again, but his thoughts were a storm.

‘Celestial energy… the power of a god. And she crafted a sigil from the language of beings who don’t just manipulate reality—they dictate it… Write the rules of the multiverse.’

He forced himself to breathe.

‘How is this even possible? How did she come up with such a configuration to bend reality itself? What is the actual power source? Is it her? Is it her magic?’

His breath hitched, catching in his throat.

‘How powerful is she?’

Slowly, his eyes drifted over to her. 

Evalin was smiling sweetly, a pink tinge dusting her cheeks.

He stared at her for a moment longer before his breath finally steadied, his fingers relaxing as his analytical mind took over.

He exhaled slowly, pressing his fingers to his temple, grounding himself.

His thoughts, once chaotic, started falling into place.

‘This changes everything.’

After a long pause, he finally spoke.

“…And you’re telling me… you just made this?”

His voice was measured and controlled.

Evalin lifted her arms behind her head, grinning ear to ear.

“I found the letters, deciphered them, made them my own. Just me and a lot of sleepless nights~”

Ford let out a sharp breath, his expression unreadable.

Then, he turned back to the sigil, muttering under his breath, “The structure... it would stabilize the dimensional breach at the quantum level before the tear even fully forms.”

His fingers traced a section of the paper.

“And this—this wouldn't just anchor it. It would... synchronize it. Locking coordinates into place without the need for reactive course correction…”

His heart pounded in chest like a war drum.

Finally, he looked back at Evalin, his eyes gleaming with something intense—something worse than danger.

Excitement.

“…You are either the most brilliant mind of our time… or the most reckless.”

Evalin beamed, her cheeks deepening in color as she let out a breathy sigh.

“Ohhh, Flattery, Ford? Careful, you might make a girl swoon~” she purred as she spun in place, practically vibrating with pride.

“Here, for you~”

She whipped out a paper sigil from her bra and handed it to him.

“That's another one I have made. It's a gravity reversal sigil. Just don't use it outside because it stops working after about 10 minutes. Then gravity takes back over and you'll either be in space or plummet to your death~”

Ford took the paper, his hands trembling slightly.

He looked it over, inspecting the parchment, noticing how the sigil glowed dimly.

Evalin smiled wide as she swayed in her dress.

“That's a strong one but, hell, you're smart enough not to die from it~”

Ford paused for a moment.

“Why are you giving me this?”

She clasped her hands together in excitement.

“Because you’re not afraid~” she moaned.

Her eyes shimmered as she reached up and caressed her face.

“Finally~ Another human who could understand and appreciate my work~”

Ford felt heat rise in his face, unsure how to handle her reaction.

With a shaky breath, he slid the paper in his pocket.

“Oh, um… Th-thank you, Evalin...”

He exhaled sharply, shaking his head, but the smallest smirk tugged at his lips.

‘God… she really is brilliant.’

He turned to her completely and placed his hands on her arms.

“Can you show me how it works?”

Evalin let out a breathy sigh as she smiled sweetly, her face turning a deeper red.

“I was hoping you would ask that~”

She plucked the portal sigil from his hands, waving it in the air like a prize as she strutted through the study.

“Currently, this sigil is set up in one location out in space. I don't have a lot of control over it right now so it is just in the one spot above Elaris looking out to the stars. Had to use the good old illegal gravity reversal sigil to get that bitch up there.”

She shrugged, still grinning as if she couldn’t stop smiling.

“That sucked because it kept trying to take me instead and let's just say, I've had some pretty close calls to death on that one. Thank the stars I always have so many sigils on me at one time or there is no doubt in my mind I would have splattered on the ground somewhere~”

She grinned wider, clasping her hands together with dreamy delight.

“I'm so glad you're not afraid. To share this with someone! What a wonderful feeling!”

She turned back to Ford, swaying her hips side to side.

“I'm trusting you with something big here, Ford! I'll show you! Come on!”

Suddenly, she ran over and grabbed his hand, her grip firm as she dragged him toward the elevator.

Ford stumbled as she pulled harder with each step, stuttering, “E-Evalin! Where are you taking me?!”

Evalin squeezed tighter, practically vibrating.

“Down to B3 to show you. That big open space that's down there is perfect! And there are good tethers and ropes. Seems like the most stable in this place anyway~”

She yanked him into the elevator and pressed B3.

The elevator whirred to life and the two of them descended farther.

Ford watched Evalin with wide eyes.

He had never seen her like this before.

She was excited, practically vibrating.

With curious hands, he reached up to tap the sigil on his glasses but hesitated for a split second.

'I just.... have to see...'

Slowly, he tapped the sigil and the world shifted before him.

His breath hitched, frozen.

Evalin's light burned so bright it almost hurt to look at.

The silvery-blue color swirled around her like liquid stardust.

He stood stunned as the elevator stopped at B3.

As soon as the door opened, Evalin started pulling him again, her heart hammering in her chest as her eyes sparkled with the wonder of the multiverse.

And Ford had no idea how much danger he was actually in.

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[my-favourite-zhent]

Node 37 [Persuasion Successful], Node 203, Node 61, Node 193, Node 208

I like the way you think. Didn't expect to turn this horrorshow to my advantage... but why not?

The chest's all yours. Damn thing's sealed tighter than a Duke's pursestrings, so there's no point in trying to open it.

I know a fence in Baldur's Gate who'll take it off your hands. Nobody will be the wiser.

Don't try to cut me out of the deal though. The Black Network has eyes and blades everywhere.

Crafty swine like you could make a name for yourself in the Zhentarim. Make sure to drop by our hideout.

[tetrix-anime]

37 Winter 2024 Anime I'll Be Posting

Other anime not listed above:

Ao no Exorcist: Shimane Keimei Kessha-hen

Boku no Kokoro no Yabai Yatsu Season 2

Dungeon Meshi

Gekai Elise

Himesama "Goumon" no Jikan desu

Ishura

Jaku-Chara Tomozaki-kun 2nd Stage

Kingdom 5th Season

Loop 7-kaime no Akuyaku Reijou wa, Moto Tekikoku de Jiyuu Kimama na Hanayome Seikatsu wo Mankitsu suru

Majo to Yajuu

Mashle 2nd Season

Metallic Rouge

Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

Ore dake Level Up na Ken

Pon no Michi

Ragna Crimson

Sengoku Youko

Shangri-La Frontier

Shin no Nakama ja Nai to Yuusha no Party wo Oidasareta node, Henkyou de Slow Life suru Koto ni Shimashita 2nd

Sousou no Frieren

Tsuki ga Michibiku Isekai Douchuu 2nd Season

Undead Unluck

Urusei Yatsura 2nd Season

Youkoso Jitsuryoku Shijou Shugi no Kyoushitsu e 3rd Season

Yubisaki to Renren

See welcome notes here. Fall 2023 List

I mainly post anime contents that are targeted to the male audience, but ocasionally post shoujo anime as well (limited to episode visuals and promotional video and visual)

[ms-m-astrologer]

Transiting Mercury enters Gemini

Monday, May 25 - Sunday, June 8, 2025

Not even two weeks, but in Gemini, could well bring out the worst of Mercury: we ignore the messages our body is trying to send us; we go to endless, elaborate lengths to preserve our own points of view; we flit from topic to topic without any depth of meaning; we refuse to turn our brains off.

So we’re going to have to be very, very careful about the Mercury processes:

Learning - how we learn should be reviewed. There’s a spectrum of being totally closed off to everything that doesn’t fit into our preconceived notions; to following along blindly with the latest hip theories. We all need a little mental rewiring/reprogramming, but there has to be some direction! We can let some fresh ideas inside.

Thinking and reasoning - it’s important to be impartial and to take a “just the facts” approach. We should avoid jumping to conclusions, but slow down and listen! If we need to make longer-term plans, it will be wise to build some flexibility into them.

Communication - talking too fast, talking in circles, jabbering aimlessly. Mercury/Gemini can be succinct when it wants to be! Is it more important to be understood, or to impress ourselves/others with our vast vocabularies?

We’re going to get some fabulous ideas (if we open ourselves up to receiving them!), as well as some idea of ways of thinking that no longer work in 2025. I don’t think this is the very best time to act on those ideas - just getting the lines of communication operational, should be the focus.

Note if any of the following aspects “dings” something important in your birth chart. Allow a day on either side:

Sunday, May 25 - Tuesday, May 27:

Mercury/Gemini sextile Saturn/Aries, 0°04’

Mercury/Gemini sextile Neptune/Aries, 1°46’

Mercury/Gemini sextile Ceres/Aries, 3°22’

Mercury/Gemini trine Pluto Rx/Aquarius, 3°42’

Especially strong on the 26th, when the Moon is also in Gemini. This is like catnip for Mercury/Gemini, with a seemingly limitless number of ideas floating around. We can really tune in mentally to The Cosmos - and perhaps get a glimpse of where we’re heading in 2026.

Wednesday, May 28 - Friday, May 30:

Mercury/Gemini inconjunct Vesta Rx/Scorpio, 6°30’

Mercury/Gemini (7°34’) semi-square Venus/Aries (22°34’)

Mercury/Gemini conjunct Sun/Gemini, 9°01’

Mercury/Gemini (10°30’) semi-square Eris/Aries (25°30’)

Mercury/Gemini (10°39’) semi-square Chiron/Aries (25°39’)

The main thing is the conjunction with the Sun: this is the Superior Conjunction, the halfway point of the Sun-Mercury cycle. If we have old ways of thinking, learning, and speaking - and that don’t work well any more - we may have some ego-based difficulties in acknowledging the problem.

Tuesday, June 3 - Wednesday, June 4:

Mercury/Gemini (18°37’) sesquiquad Pluto Rx/Aquarius (3°37’)

Mercury/Gemini inconjunct Juno Rx/Scorpio, 19°52’

Mercury/Gemini (20°47’) sesquiquad Vesta Rx/Scorpio (5°47’)

This is also a difficult couple of days, where I think we’ll see what happens when people around us refuse to listen - and maybe a little light beginning to dawn. “Gee, maybe other people get pissed off when I’m evasive and glib and stubborn about my point of view….”

Thursday, June 5 - Friday, June 6:

Mercury/Gemini square North Node/Pisces and South Node/Virgo, 23°15’

Mercury/Gemini sextile Mars/Leo, 23°42’

Mercury/Gemini trine Pallas/Aquarius, 25°13’

Mercury/Gemini sextile Eris/Aries, 25°33’

Mercury/Gemini sextile Chiron/Aries, 25°58’

The Moon is in Libra during these days and - especially on the 6th - will trigger this set-up. IF (and that’s a huge “if”) we’re willing to tame our thoughts, learn something new, and use our brains more strategically - then we’re empowered to grow. (Otherwise, we’re flying all over the place - bouncing off tangents like a pinball machine.)

Sunday, June 8 - Mercury/Gemini conjunct Jupiter/Gemini, 29°46’. I’m kind of pissed that this is happening so late in Gemini - both planets move into Cancer immediately afterwards. Could be a summing up of the past couple of weeks, with vision for the future - or could be a realization (or not) that we’ve wasted so much time/effort in fighting to maintain our point of view.

[beardedmrbean]

CHANCAY, Peru (AP) — On the edge of Peru’s coastal desert, a remote fishing town where a third of all residents have no running water is being transformed into a huge deep-water port to cash in on the inexorable rise of Chinese interest in resource-rich South America.

The megaport of Chancay, a $1.3 billion project majority-owned by the Chinese shipping giant Cosco, is turning this outpost of bobbing fishing boats into an important node of the global economy.

From the presidential palace in Lima, 60 kilometers (37 miles) south of the port inauguration ceremony, China’s President Xi Jinping watched a livestream of the ribbon-cutting alongside his Peruvian counterpart, Dina Boluarte, late Thursday.

The leaders' faces appeared on a giant screen in Chancay, where engineers in bright orange safety vests declared the port operational to the swell of string instruments. Chinese dancers with red dragon-costume heads seemingly burst out of nowhere to prance around the docking station as a crane lowered the first aluminum containers onto a berthed cargo ship.

“Considerable income and enormous job opportunities will be generated for Peru,” Xi said from Lima, where world leaders were preparing to gather for the Asia-Pacific Economic Cooperation forum. “This will generate tangible results for the people of the region.”

But the development — expected to encompass 15 quays and a large industrial park drawing more than $3.5 billion in investment over a decade — has met a skeptical response from impoverished villagers, who say it is depriving them of fishing waters and bringing no economic benefit to locals.

“Our fishing spots no longer exist here. They destroyed them,” said 78-year-old fisherman Julius Caesar — “like the emperor of Rome” — gesturing toward the dockside cranes. “I don't blame the Chinese for trying to mine this place for all it's worth. I blame our government for not protecting us.”

The Peruvian government hopes the port will become a strategic transshipment hub for the region, opening a new line connecting South America to Asia and speeding trade across the Pacific for Peru's blueberries, Brazil's soybeans and Chile's copper, among other exports.

Officials cite the port's potential to generate millions of dollars in revenues and turn coastal cities into so-called special economic zones with tax breaks to lure investment.

“We Peruvians are focused primarily on the well-being of Peruvians,” Foreign Minister Elmer Schialer told The Associated Press.

But many of Chancay's 60,000 residents are unconvinced. Fishermen returning to port with smaller catches complain that they have already lost out.

The dredging of the port — which sucked sediment from the seabed to create a shipping channel 17 meters (56 feet) deep — has ruined fish breeding grounds, locals said.

“I’ve been out in the water all day and I’m always needing to venture farther,” said Rafael Ávila, a 28-year-old fisherman with sand in his hair, returning to shore empty-handed and exhausted.

“This used to be enough,” he said, pointing at his painted dinghy. “Now I need a larger, more expensive boat to reach the fish."

To make extra cash, Ávila started offering occasional joyrides to selfie-taking visitors wanting to get a glimpse at the hulking Chinese ships.

With some of the world's largest container ships to berth at Chancay Port in January 2025, residents also fear the arrival of pollution and oil spills. In 2022, a botched tanker delivery at La Pampilla refinery nearby sent thousands of barrels of crude oil spilling into Peru's famously biodiverse waters, killing countless fish and putting legions of fishermen out of work.

Today a glance at the moribund town center, featuring mostly empty seafood restaurants, tells the story of diminished fishing stocks and decimated tourism even without the port being operational.

The port's breakwater changed the currents and destroyed good surfing conditions, locals said, affecting everyone from ice vendors to truckers to restaurant owners. “No to the megaport” is spray-painted on a wall overlooking the waterfront.

“This port is a monster that's come here to screw us,” said 40-year-old Rosa Collantes, cleaning and gutting slimy drum fish on the shore. “People come to the port and they say ‘Wow, tremendous!' but they don't see the reality.”

Port authorities say they're aware of the stark contrast between the sleek modern port and the surrounding village of Chancay, where many live on unpaved roads lined with ragged shacks and littered with trash.

“You cannot build a state-of-the-art port and have a city next to it that has no drinking water, no sewage, a collapsing hospital and no educational centers,” said Mario de las Casas, a manager for Cosco in Chancay, adding that the company had already launched studies to determine how the port could help reduce inequality and spur local growth.

“The port should not be a blemish,” De las Casas said.

[interkosmos]

Name: 小波津志 / Kohatsu Kokoro Born: November 9, 2000 Birthplace: Japan Group: Psychic Fever from Exile Tribe Labels: LDH Japan

Positions of Planets Sun 17°01' Scorpio Moon 11°56' Aries Mercury 0°02' Scorpio Venus 25°14' Sagittarius Mars 3°06' Libra Jupiter 8°38' Я Gemini Saturn 28°20' Я Taurus Uranus 16°58' Aquarius Neptune 3°58' Aquarius Pluto 11°46' Sagittarius Chiron 16°30' Sagittarius Juno 17°11' Aquarius Node 17°31' Я Cancer

List of Aspects Jupiter Conjunction Saturn Orb 10°17 Jupiter Opposite Pluto Orb 3°08' Moon Opposite Mars Orb 8°49' Sun Square Uranus Orb 0°02' Mercury Square Neptune Orb 3°55' Moon Trine Pluto Orb 0°09' Mars Trine Neptune Orb 0°51' Jupiter Trine Neptune Orb 4°40' Mars Trine Saturn Orb 4°46' Mars Trine Jupiter Orb 5°31' Saturn Trine Neptune Orb 5°37' Moon Sextile Jupiter Orb 3°18' Mercury Sextile Venus Orb 4°48' Moon Sextile Uranus Orb 5°02' Uranus Sextile Pluto Orb 5°11'

For Rectification Purposes Secondary Progressions & Solar Arc: Position of the Moon and Pluto on July 13, 2022 Progressed Moon: Aquarius 2° 18’ Solar Arc Moon: Taurus 3° 48' Solar Arc Pluto: Capricorn 3° 39’

Rising Sign Options: Aquarius - Capricorn - Leo - Scorpio - Taurus

Rising Degree Options: Around 3° or 11°