#tammy (iwatex)

[cowboy-cowboy]

IWATEX - would you fuck a clone of yourself?

[robot-voice]

[321spark]

"There are simply too many alternate universes in which I am electrocuted"

-Tammy

[begonia-shade]

Two Tammys from a while ago!!! Her dress is so much fun to draw <3

[aashiyancha]

Class photo! Its the exocolonist kids in their mid teens with their new friends from Helio

[eurekq]

whats the point of being a teenage exocolonist without PROM!

bonus: all these fucking shoes i drew. look at them

[wilting-fl0wer]

hiiii i'm back with more

wanted to show off my own design for teen femsol since i love her a lot and think she looks pretty!! Plus i wish there was more character customization in the game for the early and mid teens :,]

also implied SolTam cause yes

[kakajoju]

I passed two of my exams so I drew Tammy as a treat.

I wanted to romance her on my second go but my friendship with Cal wasn't high enough.

[restlessreveries]

You know, we see a lot of timelines where Sol learns from previous lives and can act competent and set things Right. But I also think we need more timelines where Sol is hilariously incompetent at things but still has absolute confidence in themselves for no reason whatsoever like. Sol: “I’ll have you know, I was a master chef in my previous life, and I won several annual baking competitions.”

Dys (absolutely deadpan): “I’m not saying you are wrong, but that salad is literally on fire.”

[aru-art]

peak character designs

[hedgehogoftime]

Teenage Exocolonist Kids: How would they be as Jedi?

Sol: Our nonbinary icon is THE Jedi, especially after Transcendence. Goes on a long multi-lifetime journey to learn to accept there are things they cannot change and tragedies they cannot avoid is PEAK Jedi story. Definetly Master/Councilor material

Tangent/Tang: Eh, Tangent would probably not be a very good Jedi when it comes to active duty. She struggles with empathy which is a core Jedi value, but I think Jedi training would help her come to terms with her identity in a very helpful way. Definitely a more "stays at the Temple and researches/debates" type Jedi than one who goes out on active field work.

Cal/Recalcitrance: My gentle, plant-loving pacifist husband is PRIME Jedi material! Definitely head of the AgriCorps and teaches the younglings about cool plants from across the Galaxy on his off days. Man is literally great for the role of a Jedi. He's a Master, but probably not on the Council as he has no patience for politics.

Nem/Anemone: Eh... I do not think Nem would be a very good Jedi. Too angry, too attached to the memories of her loved ones. Relaly I see her more as a nat-born soldier or a light-aligned Bounty Hunter who works with the Jedi, but doesn't really get them. Not to say she's bad, but if she were trained as a Jedi she'd probably Fall at some point. However, I do think she'd make her way back to the Light eventually, with help. But, I don't see my girl as a very good Jedi.

Dys/Dysthymia: Dys would be a good Jedi... but only in certain circumstances. Definitely a Jedi Shadow, but with how he fails to get along with others I can't see him doing traditional Jedi things. However, he does have an instinctive knowledge of letting go. But, I do see his inability to feel fear as a detriment. Jedi train to overcome their fear and at in spite of it, but since Dys can't feel fear, i feel he would be missing a key piece of Jedi education. Not good.

Marz/Marzipan: Marz, actually would be a GREAT Jedi! Granted, not a very conventional one, with her love of the spotlight and drive to succeed, I see her as the Jedi's Liason to the Senate, as one of the few of the Order with a head for Politics. This lady would have the Senate and the Media eating out of her hand, giving the Jedi a sterling reputation. While she struggles with passion in some cases, I think she could easily overcome it!

Tammy/Aspartame: Did someone say Creche MasteR? Because this lovely lady is a Creche-Master! She would not only be great at caring for the Younglings, she's treasure every moment of working with them and readying them for the journeys ahead. And is Definetly secretly a Master and a badass, she actively chooses not to kick people's asses. Peace and love, baby.

Vace/Olivaceous: Not a good Jedi. At all. Too proud, too full of ambition and vainglory to hack it as one of the Servants of the Republic. Probably a Mandalorian, honestly, and a neutrally aligned one. If he were to become a Jedi he would fall. Period. He's too much like Anakin, too focused on his own glory and power to understand the Jedi Way.

Nomi-Nomi/Nomination: I'm...honestly at a loss, here. I think Nomi would make a very... weird Jedi? But a good one, probably? They're definitely kind and compassionate enough to be a Jedi, but they struggle with attachment so... probably a mid-ranked Knight who's a Smash Hit with the Younglings. Probably the first Jedi Twitch Streamer.

Rex/Basorexia: Honestly? Rex'd be a good Jedi. No in-depth explanations here, just vibes. Definitely Jedi material

[solwasateenexocolonist]

Guess who joins the others on the schreen its [Tang]

Just reading thu the epilogue makes my throat dry up how am I gona make it if yall are crying thru the plauge story

[arcadian-seeker]

Ouh its got a little kick 😭😭

one of the only scenes that gets me ngl like i usually save Tonin but sometimes its just not in the cards and i get this and i start sobbing because what the HELL 😭😭??

can u imagine being Sol in this situation. you're what, 11?

you're eleven years old, and you've just sneaked out through the drain pipe during wet season. while exploring, you find Uncle Tonin being attacked by a Manticore— but you're powerless to do anything. you're not brave enough, you don't know how to fight– how could you fight off a /manticore/? you either watch helplessly or you try to get help– even if you try to get help he still dies anyways.

you're eleven years old pretending to be a dying man's daughter, or maybe just reassuring him he'll see his daughter soon. you watch him die crying out for her, bloody and mauled. a month later you're talking to that daughter, trying to comfort her, so you tell her all he wanted in his last moments was to be with her. you tell her everything he had ever done was for you. and she accepts it, forgives you for not saving him, because at least you were there— but you'll never forgive yourself. not when you can still hear him crying out for her while you watch the life leave his eyes. how could she forgive you for that? how?

Especially in Sol's situation, where they've probably seen it before. plenty of times. there's always going to be lives where you don't save everyone. can you imagine?

[penguin--rat]

thank you guys for the ships given!!! this was fun:3

[writingfandomsandthings]

Tammy frolicks through her dreams of sugar and softness and all that is good.

Except for the dreams filled with teeth and dimness and all that is horrifying.

She doesn't like those dreams.

She cries to her dad in the mornings and then at the creche, she buries herself in games of house with Cal and fanciful plays of morals and child ingenuity alongside Anemone and Marz and Sol.

(Once Tammy came crying and said too much and all of the other kids scrunched their faces and were so sad and scared)

(Except Dys who blinked and gave her an odd look)

(Tammy hates that she made her friends cry)

Then the wormhole arrives and Tammy sobs. She knows but doesn't know and knows and and and -

crack crack crack

It takes two weeks for Tammy to wake up. Her dreams had been blurry and dark and while she cried a bit waking up, it had...been nice, in a dark way.

She doesn't tell her dad. He fussed enough about her healed concussion and broken arm.

(Her arm clicks for the rest of her life. No. Lives. The break is something she does not escape)

Tammy settles in as best she can. She ignores Vertumna, even as she watches Cal become besotted with the dirt, as her other friends and former playmates find their niche, and she throws herself caring for the little ones in the creche.

Except Sol is listless and wandering, and something twists in Tammy. Something clicks in her dreams.

(Tammy dreams of hunger and broken walls)

(Tammy dreams of spongey dirt)

Sol has always listened with a soft smile to everyone of the colony. They even held Tammy's hand after a nightmare when Tonin was beyond the walls.

Tammy goes to Sol and away from listening ears, tells them what's been happening. How the dreams feel real. How she's sure they will all be hungry soon.

Sol listens with wide eyes, and then tells Tammy to meet them outside the walls in a couple of days. Sol knows someone who can help.

(Tammy dreams of silhouettes that are human-not-human and she begins to understand)

Tammy finds the pipe Dys and Sol have been using. Dys scoffs at her, but hurries away. Sol is not there, but Tammy crawls out and waits.

And waits.

And waits until a human-not-human silhouette appears.

Tammy is afraid but she's not and -

And the dreams click and whir -

And Tammy-not-Tammy recognizes but doesn't and -

Sol is not here.

The Vertumnan without a name is. And Tammy listens.

The planet has existed before humans and will exist long after and right now, her colony's very existence hangs in the balance.

There are plans for how to deal with the new neighbors from the Vertumnans.

And so begins Tammy's adventure.

She seeks out the Vertumnan when she can, occasionally being caught by her father who wonders at her newfound bravery. He doesn't want to encourage her to be so terrified of the world again, but he doesn't want her wandering outside.

And so Tammy wanders.

She follows Dys' shadow to the edge of the wild. She slips away from Cal's sight on the farm.

And Sol? Sol helps her.

Sol meets the Vertumnan, remarks how different they are, but they seem nice. And only a little less cryptic than Sol's good Vertumnan friend.

(Tammy will one day and could now and shall never meet Sym, all on the choices and dreams and only once does she say the name before the meeting)

(And only once since landing does Sol give her a bewildered look)

And so it begins. Tammy learns of the fauna and planet.

The colony struggles.

Tammy learns pieces of the planet's long history.

The colony is attacked.

Tammy's gives an offer.

(In the distance, another ship grows closer and closer)

During the fifth Glow since landfall, the colony is under siege like never before. Sol is with Tammy in the creche, protecting the little ones.

Sol is injured. Tammy remembers the offer.

"Come away with the little ones. We don't all hate you."

Here lies Tammy's most important choice.

She knows in her bones that if she calls for her friend, calls for help in her quietest voice, they can be whisked away.

But she could bandage Sol, and keep the children away from the worst of the destruction.

The creche shakes.

If Tammy chooses the colony, she will never see her friend again. She will be injured, and she and Sol will awake to a new colony and a new rule.

(She will hate and love the Helios in turns - they can protect them but they are smothering them and she misses her friend)

But if she calls her friend...

She whispers and hums and begins a lullaby for the little ones. She holds Sol in her lap, pressing against the wounds. The children gather.

And then they are gone. The colony does not find them.

The Array grows and learns as the childrrn grow and learn.

Stratos dies. Helios perishes.

Humans learn to be Vertumnan, or they become a Gardener too.

Tammy and Sol and the little children marching amongst the pollen - what a lullaby for an AI.

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Posted on ao3 & pillowfort

[aashiyancha]

And lastly! The exocolonist kids in their late teens/early adulthood (Also Sym and Echinacea are there)