#mindscapes

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Mindscapes

As we see in TFP's "Sick Mind," cybertronians' mindscapes can take on many different forms (Megatron's had him constantly combating Autobots without end on a derelict Cybertron until Bumblebee's presence made him self-aware)

So here's my idea of some other bots' mindscapes (at least in my AU and in the context of someone invading their mind for intel)

Chase's is a seemingly endless corridor of bookshelves, every shelf filled to the brim with books and only he knows where in all of these shelves and books is the information someone might want. Most books have police code, laws from all across the galaxies, and the like, but his personal information is hidden within the books and they look the same as all the others from the outside.

Blades' is filled with screens. TV shows, replays of conversations he's had with others, scrolling information on repeat- and it is all at full blast. Anyone who might enter his mindscape would be bombarded with sound and bright light from the screens, and they're everywhere, keeping what's important well hidden.

Boulder's is a massive garden/greenhouse/indoor forest. There are plants, animals, and sculptures all over, with winding paths between them that seem to lead to nowhere. Any important info has been placed in secret compartments of statues, tied to the legs of animals, or buried in the roots of plants- but not all of them, and some is hidden in cryptic notes written on diagrams of inventions and buildings that are plastered to the walls. He holds the key to the many locked doors that only lead deeper into the greenhouse.

Heatwave's is an almost exact replica of Griffin Rock (formerly it was Cybertron). He's formulated his mindscape specifically for ease of access for him, but lack of ease for any invaders. Important information is carried by civilians, but its like encountering an NPC, you have to know the right things to ask to get that information. He also has his own defensive walls that manifest as the island's rogue tech, and finding him specifically in the mindscape is hard, as he has made the tunnels under the island his personal way of traveling, and their true entrances don't match that of the real tunnels in the physical world.

Bumblebee's is a nebulous mixture of Cybertron and various locations on Earth. Entering Unit:E's hangar will actually transport you to a small bar nestled in the corners of Iacon, and then going back through that door will spit you out in the middle of the Arctic, and then again onto the halls of the Decepticon ship Nemesis. Bumblebee can be anywhere, doing anything, and there's multiple versions of him, so you can never really know which one is the true Bumblebee just chilling in his own memories.

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solitude

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STARBATHER

Art by HUGH PINDER

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they look so much alike

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Awaken Dawn, 2024

Mixed media: nib ink pen, soft pastels, crayons and coffee.

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[niggadiffusion]

"Before the World Wakes"

You ever catch a glimpse of something too pure to exist? That moment when the dream spills over, still dripping in color before the world drains it dry.

I met that feeling once.

Eyes half-lidded, heart half-open,

Everything soft, slow, and infinite.

No gravity, no rules, just raw creation breathing on the edge of my mind.

But time... time always catches up.

And like hands gripping smoke,

Reality snatched the magic,

Left me with echoes and empty palms.

But for a second,

I was free.

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Zhu Yuan Mindscape

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Fun Fact : I actually had a Idea for a Somewhat Murder Drones themed Game called MindScapes,Through I'm not explaining. But in the Lil MindScape your in later in the game,These are the People or "Things" You'll encounter.

3 are Murder Drone Characters hehe

1 - Uzi

2 - Sam

3 - Nori

4 - Scape

Though me and a Friend of mine are making this turn into a Reality by Making it an Interactive Gacha series.

Tag your Murder Drone Mutals if you Want.

[arscaelestis]

Dystopian Moon: Revelation of a Dream

Upon the farmhouse stoop we stood, beneath the azure gaze, Where Luna's sphere in daylight hung, a celestial maze. With continents and briny deeps, so stark against the blue, A sphere estranged from astral norms, presented in false hue.

"They've aestheticized the moon," he spoke, a statement darkly cast, A tapestry of power's weave, dystopian and vast. A projection in the heavens, where truth once freely roamed, Now an orb of grand deception, in silent sky it domed.

I turned away, a heart awash with anxious, pounding tides, Into the shelter of my abode, where uncertainty abides. "Why dost thou flee?" the shadow asked, a specter in my wake, Yet no solace found in walls that breathe, no refuge there to take.

The world outside, a stage of veils, where puppeteers convene, To drape the stars and script the clouds, to mask what must be seen. And we, but actors in the ruse, with sightless eyes we dance, To tunes composed by hidden hands, in ignorance's trance.

What doctrines sown among the rows of intellect's vast field, Are but the chaff of phantom minds, in gilded falsehoods sealed. The ruling kin, with threads of myth, weave cloaks of night so sheer, To swaddle firm the minds of men, in cradles wrought of fear.

And so we question bedrock truths, foundations turn to mist, As phantoms rule the firmament, by alchemists' own twist. Reality, a whispered dream, that slips through grasping thoughts, While overlords in silence scheme, in cryptic shadows wrought.

The moon, a sentinel of night, now cast in doubting role, Reflects the turmoil of our souls, the chaos of our whole. For what are we, if not but pawns in grand celestial play, Where truth is pawned for pageantry, and night consumes the day?

Our spirits, restless, seek the dawn, where certainty might dwell, Yet find ourselves on checkered grounds, betwixt our heaven and hell. The wool, so thick upon our eyes, obscures the paths we tread, With every step, the ground gives way to more doubt's web instead.

So in the dream, the moon revolved, a symbol of our plight, A globe of artifice so vast, it shunned the natural light. Yet in its counterfeit rotation, a truth begins to cleave, That even in constructed lies, the heart will still believe.

Arouse, arise, O slumbering minds, and cast the veils aside, For in the light of piercing day, no shadows can abide. The dream, though heart to heart may race, a truth within it vies, To question all, to seek, unveil, the truth behind the lies.

---------- Backstory:

I had a dream last night, wherein I found myself on the porch of a quaint house nestled in the heart of the countryside, with verdant fields stretching into the horizon. Beside me stood a figure whose identity remained shrouded in mystery. Together, we gazed upwards, our eyes drawn to the moon that hung in the broad daylight sky. This was no ordinary moon though, it boasted distinct continents and vast oceans, mimicking the Earth's surface, complete with delineated national borders akin to those on a terrestrial globe. Unnaturally, it rotated, offering a panoramic view of its transformed facade.

I remarked to my companion, perplexed, "That's impossible. We only ever see the same side of the moon." His reply was cryptic yet revealing, "They've aestheticized the moon." The implication was clear, what we beheld was nothing more than an elaborate facade, a mere projection in the celestial dome.

A wave of unease washed over me, compelling me to retreat into the sanctuary of my home. The man inquired about my sudden disquiet, but before I could respond, the dream dissolved, and I awoke. My heart raced, the anxiety from the dream lingering like a shadow, refusing to depart even as I returned to the waking world.

[cvratedcvm]

For those of us that enjoy a more ATMOSPHERIC experience...

Whether it be the vibe, the smell, the taste, the touch, the look, or the sound... The senses are meant to entwine. This is a collection of mood boards and moments I've built to make moments of pleasure a little more immersive. Explore and have fun ;)

Xxxooo,

--The Cvrator

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SOLITUDE

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A reminder

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© Magdalena Koscianska, Instagram: magda.moonsavage | Check also my Tumblr photo blog, Shapes and Shivers

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Thirsty Canyon, 2024

Mixed media: coffee and colour wax crayons

have a good one on your end*

[prismatic-kingdom]

Chapter 16 cover art

Vent and Ashe are trapped in their subconscious by the malice that turned them into beasts

The title is a reference to a song from Disney’s Cinderella