Unearthed

The inspiration data stream.

Melting

It’s easy to fall apart when things get tough. I’ve lost arms and my leg from the knee down a couple of times. Fortunately I was able to put myself back together with a little patience.

The embarrassing bit was explaining why I was late to work.

I didn’t want to go into the Furnace which isn’t really a furnace but that’s what it’s referred to because it’s so stressful. I look human enough, for a metal person that is, but I’m not all metal and stress does things to the systems that allow the interface between organic and man-made. It’s too long an explanation, though, so you can look it up if you want.

Anyway, I didn’t want to go in, but Mike made me do it. The task had to be done and I was best qualified even though he knew I was having a bit of trouble lately with keeping things together they way they should. He apologized but it was important.

So I went into the Furnace which wasn’t hot but was busy and I did my best to stay calm. It didn’t work. My heart and my other heart both sped up with the clamor and din as if they were keeping time with the rhythm of the machines. Halfway across the crowded space, in one of the tightest passages between the atomizer and the breaker the alarm went off.

My right arm detached spontaneously at the shoulder and when I tried to bend over to pick it up, I couldn’t. I was paralyzed.

I am paralyzed. 

Mike sometimes talks to me over the mic to apologize but that was the end of the Furnace. They shut the lights off and I’m trapped and dying. The radiation, they say, is contained. And I can never leave.

Jumping Ship

"What do you mean you’re going?"

"Just what I said. I can’t stay here any more. I don’t believe in what we - what you all have decided needs to be done. None of this makes any sense any more."

"But, but, but - you’re the one who brought me in. You’re the one who convinced me I was misguided before. Now you’re telling me that I was right? That you were able to influence me to be something, do things that were diametrically opposed to who I was?"

Pause. “Yes.” Quiet.

"What happened?!"

"My conscience. I can’t do it any more. You were right. I was wrong. That’s an end to it."

"No, it isn’t."

"Yes it is. I changed too much, believed things that should never have gained any kind of traction in my mind. What’s going on here is wrong. WRONG. I’m done with it."

"You’re leaving us. You’re leaving me. You’re leaving all that you’ve accomplished behind."

"You can come with me."

Pause. “No.” Quiet. 

"Please. Come with me."

Quiet.

They’re watching you…

They’re watching you…

The Angry Man

The Angry Man huffed and puffed as he left the building, her words ringing in his ears: “If your anger were a rational argument, you’d get farther.”

Now he’d lost his job. Again. Third time in fifteen months. All because he could not keep his temper under control. It was just - just that they were capital-W wrong. They all were. Why couldn’t they see it?

How could it be that he was the only person in the world - well, his world, anyway - who saw what was going on? He knew there were others, he’d contacted them through the Internet. They shared his passions, his visions, they said the same kinds of things he did. But no one he interacted with on a daily basis understood. They were all so BLIND.

Out on the street, jangled nerves made worse by the rush hour traffic, he was thoughtful. Perhaps it was time to make an example. To show them all.

Of course that meant he wouldn’t be around to see the reaction. He’d have to trust all his plans would work. 

The Angry Man was calm now, eerily calm. He looked around at all the people walking toward the subway or the bus stop or the bar or away from someone they hated. His heart slowed, he unfocused his eyes.

Then he stepped off the curb.

viria:

you never know when the desire to draw Luna Lovegood is gonna hit you… but it’s useless to fight it.

viria:

you never know when the desire to draw Luna Lovegood is gonna hit you… but it’s useless to fight it.

(via fuckitfireeverything)

shinobiwolf asked: Why don't all comics and superhero stories just start writing 100% women only as main characters? Obviously men want to see women, and women want to see female characters so they can feel strong and empowered. Feminists are always complaining about male-dominated media, so this seems like a win-win situation to me. Why not just eliminate male superheroes altogether?

fuckyeahsciencefiction:

No, I don’t think that would be better at all. It might be interesting for a few stories, but it would get old if that was all that was available. What we need is a more diverse and comprehensive set of characters, of views, of opinions, of places, of races. The world is a variegated and interesting place, and it would be nice if the stories we tell each other showed just that.

- totalinterferencia

The Thick Skin

"Go on, cut me."

She held the knife gingerly, afraid as much to look at it as to think about doing anything with it. He offered the inside of his forearm.

"I can take it," he said. "I promise."

Before he could take another breath she closed her eyes and swiped at his arm with a speed he never thought her capable of. Taken aback he gulped, yelped and looked down at his unbroken skin.

"I never thought in a million years you’d actually do it," he said.

She dropped the knife and never spoke to him again.

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Breaking the Rules of the Comic Art World with @fionastaples

To see a first glimpse of Marvel’s new Thor cover — and for more amazing comic art—follow @fionastaples on Instagram. For general geekery and awesomeness from Comic-Con San Diego, check out the #SDCC hashtag.

Thor is becoming a woman—and Fiona Staples (@fionastaples) is the artist charged with bringing the iconic comic book hero to life on the cover of Marvel’s groundbreaking issue.

Fiona’s Instagram photos are a comic book fan’s dream, showcasing special teasers from cool, upcoming projects (like Thor), but the Alberta-born artist also uses her account to share beautiful in-progress sketches featuring well-known faces both within the comic world and beyond.

Fiona joins other artists at Comic-Con International: San Diego 2014, a massive community event that is becoming more and more gender-inclusive every year. As a woman in a traditionally male-dominated industry, Fiona considers herself an important advocate for well-developed female characters.

"I think comics have a bit of a reputation for tacky and exploitative images of women,” she says. “But that’s becoming a thing of the past.”