22 September 2019 @ 02:36 pm
and the stars look very different today | stark/strange psl  

prologue


On March 4th, 2024, a user named Astronautala04 makes a post on Instagram.

"this is CRAZY shit," the caption reads. "spent 3 months taking NASA's raw data on the distribution of galaxy superclusters thru the known universe. applied a grid, assigned x and y values to an audio scale for shits and giggles. listen."

Anyone clicking on the corresponding video sees a white bar slowly cross over a 3D image, overlaid with clouds of green-and-pink pixels. It starts to play noise -- warbled, distorted. At first blush, there's nothing there.

But then the bar crosses over more points in the cloud. Synthesized guitar hits start to play, and it soon becomes clear -- it's AC/DC's "Back in Black."

The video only gets a few thousand views its first week, until the lead singer for the indy band Jill & the Starstrucks retweets it. Then it racks up hits -- hundreds of thousands, then millions, as it migrates from Twitter to BuzzFeed to the mainstream news. It's the first thing in months to rank above hashtags #my5years and #iwasdust.

"Tell us, Cindy," a daytime CNN host talk-laughs, as he turns exactly ninety degrees away from the camera. "This has whipped up quite a frenzy, but -- can it be possible?"

Cindy Justison, paid astronomy expert, shakes her head. "There's no 'up' or 'down' in the universe, Tom. And what's represented in this model is just the sliver we can see, here from Earth. This guy probably messed with settings and perspectives before he got something that happened to be suggestive of a song. Hate to be a--"

"Kind of a downer!"

She laughs. "I'm just giving you the science. Sorry, Tom."

Astronautla04 gains a few thousand followers. There are a couple human interest stories of how he's a college kid, and now has an invitation to work at the big telescopes in Maui. Interest dies down.

A couple months later, a user named PetersonFam423 comments to the original post.

"My daughter showed me this. So cool!!!" it reads. "God is real, and he loves AC/DC."
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Tony Stark: the keywords[personal profile] industries on July 22nd, 2020 11:25 am (UTC)
bet you thought you saw the last of me
He waits for Strange's mind to process what it needs to. He knows what that might be, by knowing the causes and effects that led here. And yet, when he tries to trace the thread through Strange's mind, it becomes... difficult to follow. The twists and turns, logic butting up against the irrational only to be overtaken. This is a man with a great degree of control, but he is still a man.

He was once a man. He can remember thoughts, running up and down pathways made deep by repetition, spiked by emotion. But it's unintuitive, distant. Like trying a tetrahedal peg in a round hole.

Or maybe it's the nebulae he swirls into stars over the thousand Earth aeons it takes for Strange's synapses to fire. Or the single-celled progenitors on another dimensional plane, or the light in a little girl's eyes as she builds robots from blocks.

The girl grows older. Greyer. She dies and decomposes. A tree grows where--

He snaps back to this point of existence. The violence of it startles him.

"It is, for you," he says. "For them."

Time. He knows Strange might take it for granted, as a man who once had the means to use it. But to manipulate a thing is to admit having no control over it, itself, its natural order.

Him being here is not the natural order.

The tendrils of his existence contract further.

"The Ancient One opened your mind to me, once -- part of me. What you could perceive." Some of his eye-like spheres blink away, back into blackness.

"I need the opposite. I need... someone to show me what that might be."

He lets it sink in. The nebula's stars grow yellow, orange, red. They die, just like the girl.

"I've forgotten too much to know."