Uncertainties

After the missile struck their moon at an appreciable percentage of the speed of light, scientists manage to translate the message that followed its arrival; “That was a warning. We did not miss. The next one will be wrapped in Cobalt. Do not threaten us.”

My contribution to the official Homestuck Calendar 2018! 💛  My assigned month was March so I decided to draw my favourite nerds attending one of the spring Japanese festivals 🏮 They bought lots of anime merchandise, too!

Este mes

Siento una soledad frio y terrible sin el calor de tu corazon,

La culpa fue mia, pero me duele sin tu amor

Quisiera haberte dicho esto el 2 de este mes, pero me dolia demasiado escribirlo

Perdi el amor de alguien increible y maravillosa, y honestamente no se que hacer sin ti.

Puedo decir todo esto ahora, porque ya te estas alejando de mi, y aunque lo lamento, yo se que es lo mejor. 

Quiero ser mejor, porque algun dia, en algun futuro, yo espero encontrate y amarte otravez. Y cuando ese dia ocurre, espero que tu tambien quieras lo mismo. 

Te amo con una furia y dolor y no puedo explicar.

Espero que estes contenta, amor, y aunque ya no lo crees por la manera que he estado actuando, te extrano, nada va cambiar eso. 

What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back.

Chester Bennington (via wordsnquotes)

The Björketorp Runestone & Curse

The Björketorp Runestone is one of many standing stones (menhir) located in Bleking, Sweden and is one of the world’s tallest runestones, measuring 13.7 feet (4.2 m) high. It is part of a stone circle with two other blank standing stones, with several other solitary stones in the surrounding regions. Most scholars date the runestone’s inscription to the 7th century AD. It’s carved with a type of runes that form an intermediate version between the Elder Futhark and the Younger Futhark. The runestone is inscribed on both sides, the shorter message appears to say “I foresee perdition” or “prediction of perdition” and the longer side’s inscription (pictured) translates as:

“I, master of the runes(?) conceal here runes of power. Incessantly (plagued by) maleficence, (doomed to) insidious death (is) he who breaks this (monument). I prophesy destruction / prophecy of destruction.”

Local lore says that the curse came true at one point. Long ago, a man wanted to move the runestone so that he could have more room to farm, so he piled wood around it to attempt to heat the stone and then crack it with water. The weather was calm with no wind at the time, but as soon as he lit the fire a sudden gust came and lit the man’s hair aflame. He dropped to the ground to put it out but his clothes caught fire and the poor man died in agony. The flame around the runestone, however, was miraculously extinguished, as if someone had smothered the fire.

You live happily with your roommate in a small house. You’ve only had the house with them for a week, but they suddenly barge in one day and tell you; “If I don’t return in five minutes, get out and run as fast as you can.”, along with handing you a piece of notebook paper with coordinates. It’s been six minutes. 

Human beings are able to use magic but only through a physical medium, such as a specific type of stone or plant and in some cases even animals. Usable mediums vary from person to person, and most people discover theirs by the time they’re teenagers. You’re now legally an adult but still haven’t found your medium. You’re beginning to think that you can’t use magic at all until a terrible encounter leads you to the horrifying revelation that your medium is human flesh.

The world is like a video game. Each thing you do affects your stats. Punch something? Your strength increases. Get hit? Your defence increases. Run? You get faster. As long as you do something, you can get better at it. Write about the person who devoted his life to raising his blinking stat.

Peculiar Muro en la frontera de Palestina. Rick: “Mira Morty, me convertí en un muro para ilegales. ¡¡¡SOY RIIIIICK MURO ILEGAL!!!” Imaginen un mundo sin muros ni fronteras.