Kyrestifox, Nightingale @Kyresti@vulpine.club

So, a little background about me:

There's a few things that don't change.
-I'm on the high-functioning end of the autism spectrum.
-I've been a furry since 2000, otherkin since 2002, though the minor details went through a laundry list of changes.
-I'm pansexual and a devout relationship anarchist. In more confining/conventional structures I lean almost entirely aromantic.
-I'm post-traumatic on multiple fronts and coping in strange but effective ways. The species stuff is at least partly connected, and yes I'm open about that. 💚
-I'm demifluid with my resting state trending towards androgyny.
-Collectively we're a median system with expression thereof varying markedly (think Garnet from SU but somewhat less stable as a fusion). As Kyresti I'm the hypervisor, permanent observer, and near-permanent body controller.

And here's the more contemporary quirks-mode aspects.

-As of last year? I am post-GRS, outie to innie but with complicated feelings on the outcome and a frequent desire for 'mixed characteristics' (Yes it IS possible, I think for all but at least for pre-op AMAB types. Message me and I can refer you to surgeons who know that technique.)
-As of about the beginning of this 2019? I'm half gray fox, half coyote, therian partly by choice.
-Devoutly transhumanist and a vocal proponent of morphological freedom. Your body, your wants, your business, and fuck the haters!
-Actively trying to self-teach from a wide swath of science and engineering disciplines to help make that real (It's gonna be a while though, this is kind of a lot.)
-Lover of academia as a haven for progress and research, sworn enemy of academia as an institution of gatekeeping, debt-slavery and corporate cronyism.
-Semi-solitary eclectic pagan, moderate intensity chaos mage, childe (in the Vampire sense) of Coyote. And yes I DO mean that clever yet often careless, no-shits-given oversexed asshole of a trickster god.
-Student of Fox (predominantly Red) for his light-heart and razor wit, and yes there IS a spiritual component to my therian crap why do you ask. XD

Fox here should be mostly benign, a lot of those traits come from the British Isles.

My experience with Coyote, on the other hand, comes from a convoluted mixture of First Nations stories, contemporary media (in particular Gunnerkrigg Court), some intense and frankly terrifying spiritual experiences with him over the past two years, and most importantly my own personal interpretation.

I'll make all the effort I can, to the best of my ability, to not be disrespectful about it (for instance eschewing the obvious shit like calling them 'spirit animals' as someone born with the whiteness infection). If there's something I CAN do better to balance this, I'm open to hearing. However, I'm not willing to give up my spirituality for it, and in particular, I have no patience for whiny Twitter-style callout cultists and social rent-a-cops with nothing better to do.

If I end a toot in :p, it means I'm speaking in jest, whether it be sarcastic or just plain silly.

I feel like I should pin this, I've had people miss it and mistake me for angry before. :x

Heck I suspect it's equally true for wolves, but I never see them around as much in circles like these.

Say whatcha will about us trickster canids, but we have a knack for making sure our friends are well cared for. :3

"It's like spaceflight. You just gotta go sideways faster than you go down." #NoContextTheatre

I'm not sure where it falls between parody and dystopia when a site offers an installment plan for a $5 bag of sugar substitute

Hey.

Are y'all taking care of yourselves in these shitty times?

Fed? Watered? Bathed? Medicated? Saw the sun and went outside for a bit? That's still perfectly fine to do btw, just play "people is lava". :D How about talked to friends and stayed in the loop (then again, that's why we're -here-, right?)

The tides will ebb eventually, but right now being there for yourself is more important, not less.

Me upon reading the spelled out molecular formulae for the larger hydrocarbons: (CH3CH2CH(CH3)etc. etc. etc.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGCoAFZiYMw

...I think meme culture shat in my head somewhere along the way. o.o

I think it fits me as a person too, because it you could easily apply that to when Wile E. has an ACME product blow up in his face, or falls headlong into the grand canyon, or gets pancaked by an errant anvil.

But then that might be saying too much. :p

Y'all know how a particular shitty thing to do is use 'rape' as a reference to getting one's ass handed to them, say in a fight or a shooter game?

My mind, in it's altered glory lastnight, came up with some alliteration on that. Y'all know about duelling swords, right? The rapier, staple of musketees and more finesse-oriented pirates?

Not the only tool for the job, and not even one of the main ones used in sport.

Look, I'm just sayin, and feel free to spread this if it strikes your fancy. I just found a good strength-oriented leg day regiment I can do while cooped up, and it just *foiled* me, hard.

This got kicked off in my head by the idea of external biocompound-printers (I think these might actually already exist in the pharmaceutical industry), the potential to create deliberate bioweapons (What if a pandemic were *actually* intended to kill everyone? You can literally weaponize a misfolded protein), and a very real wakeup call that this is where we are now. Humans have more power than ever before, and that's starting to trickle down to cottage level. It's BEEN trickling down in a big fucking way since the creation of the internet IMO.

Depending on how you count it, nuclear tech and climate change are the two things that could end everything *that we're in control over*. They're not going to be the only ones. And yet, on the flipside? Combustion got us where we are, and fission power is the most efficient stopgap we've got if only we had the guts to use it.

It's a weird tightrope to walk.

You don't wanna know the amount of species/collectives that live through it in that tale, it's bleak. Quite a few do, mind you, but that's because there's *quite a lot* to begin with.

But it makes me feel like, more than ever, humanity's one of those species that's, in the present, going through 'the test'.

A long while back, perhaps a decade, I ran into a short-story article, titled God is an Atheist.

I can't find it, at it ran a little long, but the condensed form is this.

A gun in London runs into someone on the bus, claiming to be the creator of the universe. It's a garden-variety prophet-spiel, take it how you will.

But there were a few interesting things he claimed. The pathway towards the future was make the world smaller, not bigger (think quantum mechanics, Moore's law, that kind of thing).

Nuclear weapons are kind of a 1st threshold/safety mechanism/test to whether a sapient species survives to leave it's system of origin, and that the further we progress, the easier it'll be for someone to destroy all of this. He claimed at our current trajectory, we were about 800 years from having access to an algorithm that someone with the equivalent of a 4th grade education could use to obliterate the species with a thought.

Resources scarcity at that time could all be solved *within a generation*, given proper drive and organization.

Coalescing into a singular entity was the norm, not the exception.

And that the hook behind this was that he wanted people to stop believeing in him. Why? One less thing to fight over, and a 10% higher chance of transcending.

With the advent of bioprinting and DNA programming...

The utility's a little weird and niche, but we're gonna have literal desktop protein printers at some point, aren't we?

The way things they are now, my biggest worry has been, and still remains that if the social contract fails badly enough that people are willing to outright kill to replace it, that it'd be the far-right firing first.

Seriously. Even as those of us on the left are arming up, there's a pretty pervasive ethos contrast of solidarity and mutual responsibility vs. glorification of violence and self-serving survivalism.

Not to mention that we tend to congregate on the coasts where both the overall and *especially the virtual* economies are a lot stronger. That is to say we're not gonna get hit as hard by this. It's a weird point of privilege.

If the US starts full-on collapsing I really kinda dread the possibility that we're going to be trying to maneuver around being that weird "third faction" in a battle of evil vs. evil.

How different would the internet look, I wonder, if capitalism wasn't creating an incentive to sneak advertising pages and shill articles in with legitimate information in a bid to sell product.

Fuck, Kyresti do you -seriously- want to do this?! I know that brainfeel...

But what if... bacon roe gunkan sushi?

One of the bigger impacts of printed organs and the like that I wasn't even thinking about is that the manufacture of complicated proteins and similar substances is likely about to get a lot easier, and as we get better at it, we'll be able to tailor them too.

There are limits of course, but there's utility in introducing what could be construed as basically nanite colonies into your chem lab.

And yes I mean that as a subjective experience thing, not just embodied presence.

If there's any consolation to this mess, it's that I'm at least with good critters. *soft foxy smile*

As overheard from another conversation, paraphrased:

Who'd ever even heard of a rent strike, let alone acknowledged it as a tactic a month ago?

So, I feel like I should clarify a few things here, because if you're like me, knowing others exist like you is a blessing. Least far as I've found.

So: I am mixed-characteristic transspecies. Coyote to Coyfox. Not a long leap to take. Fluffier tail, shorter muzzle (the stripe's partly there to hide the scar), wider ears, softer fluff. I have other reasons related to the cleverness of either, but delve too deep there and you'll begin to feel like you're in a Mythbusters doujin.

I am a gender fusionform. Imagine what Stevonnie's packing, head to toe, and you're probably at least close to what I'm sportin'. And no I don't know how to grow plants, my expertise lies elsewhere. The coyote's the pretty one, the fox the handsome one. I've been told I exude both.

I am a cyborg. Most things I consider personally important to play with on a whim can be hot-swapped at will. This is intentional.

How much of this is character backstory, and how much of it is real-life? The answer is... yes. :3

Sort of.

Radical self-authorship goes everywhere from roleplay to fantasy to internal stream of thought to costume design to mad science.

And somewhere along the way, the fox aspect became real almost without my even realizing it. Perhaps it always was. *wags*