Eldraeic Word of the Day: Cagál

cagál (n.): faeces; excrement; shit; solid animal biowaste.

Note for translators: This is the word you’re looking for, which serves equally for technical, medical, and casual usage. It is not considered pejorative or vulgar per se, but certain comparisons or equivalencies may be depending on context.

Variants include tracagál hanat (shit-house, an outdoor biowaste disposal facility); tracagál neth (shittery, an indoor biowaste disposal facility, as distinct from the customarily separate lavatory [washing room]); mézcagál ([metaphorical] shit, archaic term for a useless substance, no longer in common usage due to its high value in ecopoesis and closed life-support systems); and traäshíël mézcagál (starshit, colloquial term for iron, and by extension, any common and mostly useless waste product).

Eldraeic Word(s) of the Day

sashír: Most usually glossed “glamour”, sashír refers to a willfully accepted ambijective illusion embracing and enhancing beauty (aelva) and attractiveness/pleasingness (delékith); a concept foundational to high culture (meressif), fashion, and the personal arts.

raïthal: The plenum; the “universe”; the cosmos as a whole. Literally “all objects/entities”, it conveniently expands to encompass all new discoveries that broaden the scope of existence; other terms are required, for example, to designate one particular universe-manifold and its adjacentia.

And somewhat inspired by a discussion on the Discord concerning demonyms:

eslév es raïthal: Difficult to gloss due to most languages’ lack of a commutative equivalency operator – perhaps “Empire :: Universe” – this slogan beloved of such Ecumenical Throne adherents as the Above All, One Imperium Movement, Society of the Golden Chain, and Architects of the Cogs of Utopia, implies that the Empire is/belongs to/is a property of the universe, and vice versa, and that each shall transform the other.

 

Debt Stylin’

living debtstyle: Living scandalously in debt or accumulating debts faster than one can reasonably be expected to repay them (not simply monetary debts, but also long-term oath-contracts, promises, favor-trades, other commitments, or even reputational liabilities). Used to indicate that the speaker considers the referent to be unreliable, “on the road to Default”. The term can be applied personally, organizationally, or nationally.

Eldraeic As It Is Spoken: Precisionist-Grade Communication for the Unsophisticated Outworlder

 

At The Ending Was The Word

Thirty-Six Paths of Illumination, the (n.): A memetic mystery cult designed for the Imperial Exploratory Service by the Word of Command, ICC, the Thirty-Six Paths are designed as a means of handling severe cases of exodeism (q.v.).

In many cases, when primitive species conclude that it is necessary and proper to worship the “Shining Ones”, the “Great Star Gods”, or other such epithets, creative theology leads them to conclude that denials of divinity are merely a test for them, or indicative of avatar incarnation, or some such. In such cases, extreme denials or proof of non-divinity tend to cause severe backlash, societal disruption, and cultural implosion is not unknown, leaving aside the consequences for the unwilling gods.

Thus, the Thirty-Six Paths of Illumination are intended as a pathway to slowly and carefully wean exodeists and their societies from their faith in a manner designed to minimize the resulting personal alathkháln and societal consequences; a thirty-sixth level adept of the Paths is fully aware of the reality of the situation and equipped to join in enlightening those below.

Other visitors to worlds in which exodeism is prevalent and the Thirty-Sixth Paths are in effect are requested to cooperate by non-contradiction with the program, and warned that memetic safeties and countermeasures are woven into the memeplex.

– A Star Traveler’s Dictionary

 

Cultural Crossovers #6: The Avengers

Again, you know how this works…

  • Ooh, monologue-ing. That’s a good sign.
  • Well, someone forgot the first rule of mucking about with poorly understood paleotech artifacts, didn’t they?
  • Mind-zapping scepters work much better, I feel, when they don’t change your eye color.
  • Free from freedom? Well, someone just lost any possible audience sympathy.
  • Nice paranoia training, Agent Hill. The ISS approves.
  • Even nicer reverse-interrogation technique. Likewise.
  • Hello, Reason Why We Tend Not To Leave Things To Councils In Our Universe.
  • Good to see Tony Stark putting his tech into practical use.
  • Ah, Loki, you brood so well.
  • Well, someone graduated posturing school summa cum laude.
  • Ah, a flying carrier. Evidently SHIELD, too, knows the value of Shock and Awesome.
  • Big ‘ol science sighs at this abuse of iridium.
  • You, good sir, are the one person in that crowd we respect.
  • …love the entrance.
  • …and the next entrance. Bringing the storm, eh?
  • Y’all are the worst ever at conflict resolution.
  • (Well, maybe not all audience sympathy, inasmuch as Loki looks kind of beaten up around the eyeballs and maybe under the influence of his own scepter. But it’s pretty definitely reserved until we find out more about that.)
  • We bow in awe to Tony Snark.
  • Another very nice interrogation – with the truth – there. Plus understanding of clemency and obligation.
  • Your engine redundancy ain’t great, though. Pair and a spare, guys.
  • I’d also just like to say that this is a very badly designed engine and you ought to talk to somebody about that when you get home.
  • Ooh, virus delivery by arrow. I like it.
  • Again with the quality paranoia training. Never trust a field deconversion.
  • And Phil Coulson shows us all how to earn your way into your local equivalent of Valhalla.
  • Good for you, Mr. Security Guard. Unflappable and highly decent.
  • “I’ve got red in my ledger; I’d like to wipe it out.” is such an eldraeic sentiment.
  • …yeah, that ain’t going to work. *tink* *tink*
  • The audience can only imagine how embarrassed Loki, who is quite the snappy dresser, must feel about being stuck with leading this army of ugly-ass cods on their ugly-ass space-bikes.
  • And that’s a giant bone-plated space-planaria? Really?
  • (Definite case of brainfucked-eyes right there.)
  • Yeah, these Chitauri are definitely a warrior culture, insofar as their battle plan is the awesomesauce “leap into buildings and fire randomly at civilians” strategy. If they didn’t have their tech and huge numbers advantage, a Girl Scout troop could mop ’em up with time left over for cookies.
  • Cap shows us the right way for Asskicking to Equal Authority.
  • Yes, that is definitely a stupid-ass decision. The audience gives Fury a standing ovation.
  • The Inadvisable Weapons researcher is taking a bunch of notes on Hawkeye’s arrows, too.
  • SHIELD are quite distressingly good at shooting at themselves, aren’t they? Also, I’m pretty sure the Imperial Military Service have the right position on firing IRNs at your own cities; to wit, don’t. Even if you’re ordered to, because how the shit is that a legal or ethical order?
  • …your troops are all hard-wired to suicide when you lose the central command point? Did you guys learn everything from Amazingly Self-Defeating Strategies Monthly?
  • Yeah, that just confirms that Fury would be better off without the Omniscient Council of Asshats armchair quarterbacking.
  • …not that unruly. Just some of them. And oh, look, it’s the blue-eyed thing behind the thing.

It’ll work for the Imperial audience, although human culture/nature and distressing flexibility about the knees is still different enough to require some translation/explanation.

(It also comfortably confirms their prejudices that governments in general – looking at you, Council guys, and Senator hold-the-Avengers-responsible – tend to be made up of idiots and assholes and it’s always up to the few, the proud, the heroic cooperating individuals to save the day again despite the former’s best efforts to worsen the situation.)

 

Diplomatic Incident

kchellis> So, what’s the problem this time?

socularios> Cleaning up the diplomatic fallout from last night’s dinner at the Isliar Primarchy embassy.

kchellis> What could possibly happen at a Primarchy dinner? Those things are so boring that you’re tempted to shoot yourself in the head just to get it over with.

socularios> Got it in one.

kchellis> What?

socularios> Someone invited Chemelé Sarithos.

kchellis>

socularios> Who only made it through the appetizers before announcing “Bored now”, then drawing her sidearm and – leaving the party. In a manner that gave the Ambassador’s mother a case of the vapors, spoiled the atmosphere for the rest of the guests, and ruined the soup, too, confound it.

kchellis>

kchellis>

kchellis> Did she offer any explanation beyond that?

socularios> She’s a three-hours-prior restore. And before you ask, she said that if it was that dull, she probably didn’t want to remember even the part she was there for.

kchellis> Right.

kchellis> I’ll draft the formal apologies if you’ll dragoon our idiot cousin into making some informal apologies. I presume we’re assuming that the Primarchs wanted to generate an incident to get something out of us?

socularios> That we are. Any suggestions on the dragooning?

kchellis> Chemelé’s been living debtstyle for a while now, so talk to her grandmother, Kiril. No-one crosses Old Lady Sarithos, especially not her new least favorite grandchild.

– Ministry of State & Outlands, “Oops” memeweave

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