Yeah, i think so. I know that the dimension can lose stability if it's low on power, and collapses if it runs out of power, but that's it

for anyone who has played with Mekanism and is curious about what my burn rate looks like on the Fission Reactor, it's at 200mB/t

I'm using Sodium cooling, and I'm making enough fissile fuel to keep this running.

I also turn excess Nuclear Waste into Polonium and then into Antimatter to dispose it

it is!

i don't know what you mean about the stability, i just throw power at it and it works just fine :O

Fissile fuel setup complete! The entire reactor setup, including the Fission and Fusion Reactors, are now completely automated!

10 of them are brine, one of them is lithium

they are powered by solar for extra speed using an advanced top

I have resistive heaters at the bottom of each tower that are receiving 1.25 kFE from another powe source

4 Billion FE a second 🤯 (the energy in modded minecraft that powers machines)

oh my god, so fucking worth it!!!

not a dimension, just the desert, but still so beautiful

to host the world on fairness is a fool's game. there is no rhyme or reason to the events that develop.
there is only what one does under the circumstances they are provided with. will they perish on the spot?
or will they enlist the resources at their disposal to leverage the odds in their favor?

i wield the sword that was presented to me. it is dull, but with the right care, it can be honed into a sharp, durable blade.
is it fair that i have received such an undeleterious tool of defense? perhaps not, but hope is not lost.

surrendering would be the catalyst of failure and stagnation, in which i would never recover.
temptation to refuse participation is prophesizing death. to "entertain" is to push forward despite it all.
in one scenario, defeat is inevitable. in another, the story persists, but the pain follows along.

close to 666 followers too :o

the rift that formed between us extends the boundaries of the life I know, and yet, I find myself asking, "when will the echoes of the past finally dissipate?"

at what point will I lay in the field that I developed, indulging in the fruits of my labor?

I used to think we would be forever, but the disconnect between our souls became more distinct as you drifted away,

with only strands of your fur to remember you by, and your face on the TV to remind me,

I take trips away to remember it all. I never come back feeling right.