plant matters @kitsch@chitter.xyz

i'm gonna get really wild tonight... i'm gonna sleep with my head at the opposite end of the bed than usual... heh heh

afterthought: how is gender stuff perceived socially in this intergalactic setting anyway

thought process the other day while pondering if florans can be trans:
1. they have no assigned gender or biological sex and just pick whatever gender they want to be, so they can't be trans
2. they pick whatever gender they want to be, so they are trans by definition (except maybe if they're agender?)
3. they can be trans if they want to

i know this gender has expired but i keep using it because i can't be assed to go get a new one

what is the socially acceptable maximum amount of time you can pet a cat on the sidewalk

@amphetamine
https://twitter.com/Skarrven/status/1013108299871514624
(and also https://twitter.com/thecatreviewer)

my dad's family's house has had many cats and many boxes

whenever i see a cat resting in a box i have an irresistable compulsion to say 'cat in a box' in a singsong voice

and once, as a scout, i killed an enemy scout in a one on one situation, who happened to be famous on that server (which i frequented but rarely spoke in) for being an incredible scout player.
they asked on voice how i beat them, but i didn't know how to answer, so i just typed weird noises into the chat (which they didn't like <<)

i used to play tf2 a lot (though i haven't since 2013) and naturally there's moments i remember

once i was an engineer in a dead end with no sentry and an enemy heavy and medic about to round the corner.
i knew there was nothing i could do, so i stood there, took out my wrench (because it's aesthetically better than holding a shotgun), faced them, and didn't react as i was mowed down.
i heard the heavy say 'he took it like a man' on voice, and i was validated.

wow the old floran ship ai was... something. all the old ai's were something but of course i'm most taken by the floran one. https://starbounder.org/SAIL

my brain almost never puts two and two together in a meaningful way so it's exciting when it does.

though it is very efficient at adding one and zero and concluding that everything is terrible

also i just saw that the tvtropes page mentions this exact same thing i realized, but because it was under one of those "note" things and i'd disabled their javascript, i hadn't seen it before <<

still, at least i had a few minutes there where i thought i had a good brain.

novakid aren't made of meat either, but

the novakid seem in a lot of ways to be an afterthought in terms of the game's design and writing

their race description says there's no way to know their history, they have only one type of village and no dungeons, no favored biomes, they don't play any role in the main plot, and they only appear in one lore entry

so *shrug* draw your own conclusions as to their tastiness, i suppose. they're probably very hot!

the starbound tvtropes page says (and i think my experience would support) that florans and glitch tend to be especially friendly with each other 'for some reason.'

and it says that there's some in-game writing that implies the glitch taught the florans how to read and write.

which makes me happy because good things are nice.

i did just realize though
that they probably get along
because _glitch aren't made of meat_, and therefore florans have no interest in eating them. <<

some warm vibes for the morning

dreamed of more good things and exploring floating formations and meeting various people and mutual fondness and leaving and resolving to return someday

don't worry! i always never sometimes

when i returned home, i noticed something i hadn't before.
the grumpy asocial person who i'd been letting share my bed and bedroom while he needed a place to stay - he was a creature too. a shapeshifter, to be specific, disguised as a human.

when he picked up that i'd realized, he seemed resigned to leaving and walked out the door. i ran over and told him that it didn't change anything, he was still welcome to stay.

he was still grumpy and asocial, but hey, no biggie.

i visited a fairground where people could commune with strange creatures. they often looked almost like humans or animals. they seemed majestic, unknowable, and powerful.
i became awkwardly acquainted with several creatures, and clumsily participated in a few tasks. i had hoped to find something there, but i couldn't. i felt inadequate.
as i travelled back home (by train?) i received a message from one of the creatures, saying (in its own way) that i had their approval. my mood lifted.