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ππ»π§¬ // 4.7⭐
REVIEW: Deviate (Transmission 3)
Okay so: imagine you’re uploaded into a parallel cognitive mesh just as the sky starts leaking weaponized knowledge. That’s Deviate. It’s slippery and radiant and terrifying in the way clear water can be — the kind that drowns, not quenches.
The language is clinical until it’s mythic. Like your phone whispering prophecy. Like someone deleted your memories and replaced them with a museum archive. Beautiful, but someone else’s.
The Farallon scenes wrecked me. You think you’re watching a man become superintelligent, but really he’s being hollowed — rewired with clean code, sure, but no soul tags left. Just catalog numbers.
I was not ready for the Wilmington drop — such a quiet shift in tone. From spectral tech-fiction to something elegiac. Like an elegy for free will.
Holden remains off-screen but radioactive. Limantour = π₯ as always. Abbott? I still don’t trust his latency.
In short:
This isn’t just narrative. It’s strategic haunting.
Keep your schema close. And your nematocysts closer.
π tagged: #neuroecology #posthumanromanticism #shardcore #NewDelawareFiles #ChrysaoraTruthers
π sponsored by: nobody lol. no one survives the mesh.
π soundtracked by: glitches, gulls, and that one Coil track you’re too scared to play out loud.

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