“In conclusion the seals were riddled with bullets, smuggling large bricks of cocaine in their vests instead of armour plates, taunting Poseidon, ignoring a very ominous fortune cookie, wearing those nasty falling-apart ten-year-old boots they’d been told to throw out for seven years, had not completed the fishman supersoldier programme to develop gills, and were carrying twenty pairs of cotton socks to protect several bottles of Klingon bloodwine. As a result they sank.”
Might have some parallel to that German noble who tried that recent coup, and the QAnon/Jan 6 silliness? So much masturbatory daydreaming over the inevitability of some amorphous Cause claiming the throne of heaven that there’s no brainspace left to seriously consider that there might be suffering involved for their actual person.
It might be considered “good” for getting your stormtroopers to charge across open ground (if only once per stormtrooper), but possibly not the best for resilient leadership.
“Warfighting Warfighters Foundation: America’s Warfighting Navy”
But another part is ironically the decentralization of research effort as it is privatized.
A negative decentralisation of research into redundant and insular walled gardens, alongside techbro cults? Clearly this is a precursor to the Adeptus Mechanicus.
Land of the Lustrous - some uncountable time after humanity dies out, a small island is host to a group of ageless nongendered humanoids born from the earth who are occasionally terrorized by washed-out parodies of Buddhists from the Moon. One of them, Phosphophyllite, is deeply unsatisfied with their life…
Gorgeous art. I don’t think explaining too much is a good idea, but it’s **really **worth a read.
Battle Angel Alita - in the Scrapyard, a post-apocalyptic dumping ground enslaved by the floating city of Salem/Tiphares, a smashed up cyborg head is found by a cybernetic doctor. He successfully reawakens them, Alita, though she has lost her memories. He takes her in as a surrogate daughter, but the violence and nihilism of the Scrapyard brings back some elements of her past in the form of her skill with one of the most sophisticated cyborg martial arts.
Alita’s character grows up and develops over several decades - and those changes aren’t always “good”. The first series takes place over about 14 years, and she spends several of those in a really unhealthy headspace - while there’s a fuckton of combat, the story values her development as a person far more (though it does timeskip past an idyllic “four years spent playing keytar in a crusty cyborg dive bar” to the next bit of chaos).
A really detailed art style that just loves all manner of mechanical and biological details. Great worldbuilding with really solid scifi makes the various bits of superscience far more plausible than it should be and characters who actually live their own lives offscreen.
It’s fine, but the manga is better - the author does some great worldbuilding that you’ll only see in the manga end notes and whatnot.
Youkai are anthropophagous by nature, so they might generally need a bit of actual flesh/death in their diet.
That proportion can probably be reduced or even eliminated as they redefine their mythological identity from old-fashioned maneaters drawing fear from their prey, to instead drawing power from the people who are terrified of vegans.
In fact… as humans may transition into Youkai through desire or prowess, and the richest sources of superstitious fear to consume in the modern world comes from reactionaries in general, I posit that Hexbears are a kind of Youkai! Posting is danmaku and emotes are spellcards! This is further evidenced by our frilly hats, heavy drinking, and occasional cannibal murders.
Assuming he was one of the Hecatoncheires, perhaps. But while looking for a photo of one, I came across this very convincing evidence that he was - and that some kid called “Percy Jackson” incited this whole thing.