See Tron run.
Run, Tron, run!
Is that Clu?
HAHHAHAHAH omg how can something so adorably cute be so hilarious tragic too
I noticed that Rinzler!kitty was in a sink. I am going to gridhell in a lightbasket.
OMG HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED THIS so <333333333
Troooooooooooooon how I’ve missed you!
(And no, I haven’t forgotten what utter fail I was at the Tron Halloween thing. :( *creys* I’m sorry. But I was unexpectedly and completely overwhelmed by planning 4 weeks of Europe for 10+1 people with demos and suddenly my uncle’s wedding too which he wants to do on Christmas. Aaaaaaaaaa - but soon I will be stuck on a flying metal tube for 16 hours and no internet, so maybe maybe maybe MAYBE I’ll actually put words down for fun? Who knows. *crosses fingers*)
M·A·C is backstage in Brazil, with a close-up of the explosive acrobatics and artistry at Corteo by Cirque du Soleil. Photos by Gustavo Scatena.
I am such a huge fan of Cirque you don’t even know. I bought their soundtracks in high school before I even KNEW what Cirque du Soleil was (Alegria, the first in my collection, had been on a cassette tape and worn out from playing before I replaced it with a CD - I’m still trying to figure out how to chase the show down eventually so that I can finally watch the show whose music I’ve memorized for 20 years). I’ve gone to over half a dozen different Cirques by now, and went to Ka alone so many times that when I was organizing an event for my company at Aria and they found out, they gave me a free ticket in an up-close-and-personal section - and it literally transformed how I experience Cirque. Now, I save up for those front seats instead of making do with the back ones - yes, it really makes a difference.
I found out today that they have their own tumblr, and I just adore these photo montages - I just started learning how to do my own make-up this year, and now I am absolutely fascinated by the process. It’s like painting on a canvas of my own face - it’s become art to me, not just about prettifying myself. I literally slip into the same zen state when I start the make-up routine as when I was drawing or inking in my high school art classes, and I wander into Sephora almost every week now, addicted to all the colors and palettes. So these collections are particularly dear to me, as I see both aspects of the artistry that goes into Cirque - their artistic displays as well as physical feats.
NASA astronaut Karen Nyberg is a self proclaimed crafter. A week ago she made a stuffed dinosaur from scraps on the space station. The little T-rex is made form the lining of Russian food containers and the toy is stuffed with scraps from an old T-shirt. While many toys have flown into space, this is the first produced in space.
I just … so many <3s
Woooooooooooooo it’s the month of the pumpkin! And just to keep the Tron Halloween Special on people’s radar, I am submitting for your perusal the prologue to my intended Tron Halloween story:
Fidelity - prologue
The average adult human male masses between 70 to 80 kg. The skin alone can be 9 kg - outweighing the brain six times over - and most of the cells in the body don’t even contain the human genome; gut flora outnumber somatic cells at a ratio of 10 to 1. A single body might contain 10x10^13 cells, or 10x10^26 molecules, or 7x10^27 atoms …
A lot of data to keep track of.
An atom misplaced here or there - one in a few billion-billion-billion - doesn’t mean much to the body. Most of it’s just plain water anyway - nobody notices the loss of an H20 molecule or five. Even the odd wayward signaling molecule - a hormone, maybe a neurotransmitter - could be overlooked, if it doesn’t happen in great number or frequency.
Even something more vital, perhaps a phosphor in a DNA backbone, only MIGHT end in more dramatic consequences. If it doesn’t immediately result in cell death, the body’s self-regulating mechanisms usually catch up to the damage.
The cell itself could be a simple fat cell - the destruction of which could arguably be desired rather than mourned - or part of muscles, bones, or a single taste bud upon the tongue.
Or it could be part of the heart. The liver. It could be neurons in the brain.
How much of an orange can be lost before it ceases to be an orange?
How much can a man lose before he ceases to be himself?
Greetings Programs! While working on a tumblr theme, I found I needed to make a few gifs, and among the first of them was Bit! They all have transparent backgrounds so feel free to use them as emotes and as you will!
*Raises disk* Tron Lives!
Eeeeee I want to hug them all
(Or eat them. Same diff.)
Attendant warnings and disclaimers may be found on the fic page.
In one story, a program named Rinzler remembered he was once named Tron long enough to ram his lightjet into Clu’s.
In one story, he fell, and Clu went on to harry the users and the ISO upon the I/O port’s very threshold.
In one story, he drifted into the deeps of the Sea of Simulation, limp and flickering, as Kevin Flynn drew Clu into himself and Sam and Quorra escaped into the user’s world.
This is not that story.
I’ve got the Tron feels and I’ve got the Halloween feels. (Even already bought the pumpkin for the season’s first pumpkin pie! \o/)
I’ve also already outlined a story I plan on putting together for October 31 - and wondered if other folks would like to join the holiday spirit. :D Something spooky, something funny, something mysterious, something adorbs … I want eeeeeeeeeverything. Arts, fics, you name it - Halloween sometimes gets short shrift with Thanksgiving and Christmas chasing after it, but let’s give it a proper welcome this year!
I’m currently in the grips of a mad writing moment on the next chapter of The Sea and then Winzler popped this up on my screen and I laughed long and hard at nearly 4 am SORRY LITTLE BRO IN THE NEXT ROOM HOPE I DIDN’T WAKE YOU
Remix all the bits!
(I have no idea why Q is wearing User clothes, I was just eager to draw in a different style to shake myself out of arty stupor; maybe she just likes them… or, more likely, she managed to get some Bits out of the laser and into Lora’s lab. Either works!)
So anyway, guys, I was thinking. I’ve been enjoying the fics I found on here but my thirst is endless and I figured I should ask the following: would anyone be interested in a remix fest? You know the thing I mean: you agree to rewrite somebody else’s story from a different POV or with a different twist, and in return you get something of yours played with. I’ve seen these done in quite a few fandoms and I think it would be cool to do it with Tron as well.
Whatcha think? Is there a story you’ve been dying to take for a spin, is there something out there in AO3 or FFN or any other place that you’d like to turn on its head or see from a different angle? Do you have pieces of fic you’d like to see done by someone else, just to see what happens? If so let me know and let’s do this as a warm-up to all the NaNo and Yuletide juggernauts coming up. No pressure, no need to write an epic; let’s have fun.
Omg I need this like you wouldn’t believe
You know, I always thought it was a fanfic writer’s euphemism when they said that Rinzler’s “purr” was like the rattle of a hard drive going bad. But today I turned on my backup server for the first time in ages and I hadta suppress a flinch and a reflexive look over my shoulder BECAUSE NOPE IT AIN’T JUST A EUPHEMISM and boy is it not enough that I’m already half-terrified that the server’s gonna croak at any moment now before I can back everything up but now I’m also suffering from Rinzler-related PTSD? :( TRON SAVE ME