Penny!!! @PennyPennyPenny@computerfairi.es

@PennyPennyPenny The earth itself pushes up as a mountain, a living, working mountain rises. The planetary crust splinters as her figure emerges, dusty, dirty, muddled by earth and time, sloughing off in vast plates, carrying towns and infrastructure, forests, farmland; far more than their surveys every showed. Far more than could be imagined, believed. But she rises, through the smoke, the dust, the cataclysmic upheaval of awakening.

@PennyPennyPenny A circuit energized, a wire crossed. Ancient servos whirr to life with a terrifying thunder beneath the surface. The continent trembles, the scientists within the smallest reaches of the slumbering machine, their ancient machine goddess roaring to life, all thrown to their knees. Synthetic sinews, mechanical muscle, metal, and bone acting in unison to rise. To return to life.

@PennyPennyPenny Flickers of life in her deepest, faintest memories, furthest preserved systems. Aware, alive, there in the smallest of fragments. She does not know she will live again, see the sun, life, and the little creatures she saved and what they have become. Another year, another decade, another day, another piece of the puzzle closer to life.

@PennyPennyPenny Civilization advances enough to begin to discover more about the vast "temple" left behind by the ancients. It's a machine. Somehow. Impossibly vast, immeasurably complex. They need to turn it on. Decades pass, the world moves on, work continues. Fragment by fragment, they find startup sequences and jury-rig power to activate the smallest circuit of the leviathan, ancient device. Lights flicker. They're closer.

Penelope, but kilometers tall, lying dormant for millennia, regarded by the civilization that settles the planet later as a vast, ancient temple, just part of the landscape. They can only see her armor plating, mysterious stone and structures far beyond their understanding. She'd been the living flagship craft of a civilization escaping subjugation under a galactic hivemind empire but now, forgotten but for fragmented legend.

UwU is opsec

do not scream

your printer is trying as hard as they can

it is hard

Penny is quiet sometimes, but we exist forever

life is big and scary

@PennyPennyPenny don't like it, honestly

Between a furcon last week and some fursuiting around town over the weekend and such, I've been super social and out n about lately, interacting with people in positive ways. But at the same time I feel incredibly lonesome and lost and more disconnected from folks I care about than ever.

Save your files!

for dessert!

Be nice to giant robots

Give them bellyrubs

many things on our minds

Interstellar travel via the used car lot

@PennyPennyPenny nope, there it is! This is the summation of the whole aesthetic thing I'm trying to explain! This car, in this state, as a core visual keystone for the space travel technology of a scifi universe

@PennyPennyPenny Mismatched colours, faded armor panels, chips and dents and dings, misaligned body panels and wonky fixtures, but all tied back into something that was at one point clearly the product of industrial design. I like that visual idea. Maybe not sleek and slick, but functional & neat beneath the grime, cosmic dust, and micro-asteroid dings

@PennyPennyPenny Gritty, grungy spacefuture, but as degraded elegance in a way. Initial care and design that's fallen into disrepair, rather than a jumble from the get-go. Less ragtag hightech mishmash and more "just make it work, there's no new parts on the edge of the galaxy", in the same way a mid-high spec everyday car might be repaired with junkyard parts as it's become old and outdated over 20 years

@PennyPennyPenny Like, I really like the way there's visual complexity added without making designs super cluttered. Not huge on the way some aesthetics go wholly in on "random complexity means future". Mechanical noise works when the whole universe is complete chaos (WH40K), but less so on its own.