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pyrlspite:

imagine living on earth c and you’re walking your dog and you look up to see god drifting through the sky on a jpeggy skateboard and you give him a thumbs up and you can just see him return it with a subtle, unbelievably cool nod

imagine youre a 40-something accountant living on earth c and this 16 year old kid is one of your long awaited gods and you just have to deal with it when he ollies off the side of your firm on his shitty jpeggy skateboard and chips the paint, causing your firms stock price to plummet because said 16 year old god intentionally fucked up the economy as an ironic social statement

snilm:

on earth c dirk has a tendency to hole himself up for weeks at a time

and it becomes habit for john to bring him food when this happens because it’s also an excuse for him to get out of the house (and it’s easier to focus on taking care of other people than himself)

hellobeau:

Here’s some entirely noncanonical thoughts about xenolinguistics and how things could play out on Earth C if any of this actually mattered.


Skaia was working as a universal translator for all players
of the game. The humans, trolls, and even carapacians were all speaking and
writing in different languages, but Skaia would translate for them for the game
to not immediately crumble. As a part of the General Time Fuckery, Skaia’s translations have been in effect for everyone’s lives since the day the babies first crash landed on Earth.

Then, they win the game. And Skaia isn’t helping them any more.

This becomes a problem on Earth C within days. The longer everyone is separated from Skaia the less and less they can understand each other. It doesn’t take long until the language barrier becomes Earth C’s first significant dilemma.

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