Except for a few times.
Like the island full of zombies.
Or K.I.S.S dealing with interdimendional threats by riding on a giant guitar ship powered by rock, and that Gene Simmons may be a literal demon, not just an abhorrent human being.
Except for a few times.
Like the island full of zombies.
Or K.I.S.S dealing with interdimendional threats by riding on a giant guitar ship powered by rock, and that Gene Simmons may be a literal demon, not just an abhorrent human being.
“Lifeless black eyes, like a dolls eyes”.
But he’s fully functional!
We need to normalize platonic vulnerability sessions. Just having a nice cuddle with friends, feeling open and okay.
I prefer when my burger heals thyself.
Infinite burger.
This is what happens when you take things away. Used to be you’d just levitate yourself wherever you needed to go.
Then there’s Fallout. Who needs horses? Courier can carry themself and 400 pounds of Sunset Sarsaparilla up a damn near vertical cliff face if you do the side-to-side.
I wish I could read hieroglyphs to tell you! I just happen to love that particular tale, and any time someone posts Hieroglyph Loss, it’s where my brain goes.
Not with Trek, but I’m a former stagehand and I’ve done amateur stagework. Spent a lotta time building and maintaining sets and props. I’ve been there.
You’re backstage, you’ve got how everything should look memorized, it’s all set up, and for a moment, while it’s just you and that dry run, you forget yourself. You’re a part of the show.
Eventually you step back, remember it’s all fake. You notice the little flaws, notice the floor isn’t just right under your feet. You were tired, trying to get something done. A lapse.
I genuinely believe in the magic of the stage. Not in the sense of a spell, but of the ritual. No matter if it’s on a screen, or in person, if you do it right, we let go. For a moment, we forget our world and step into another.
Isis being informed that Osiris’ penis had been taken.
This is why you should support your local squirrel population.
Little buddies have been waging a war against this for a long time for us. We need to give back.
Ballistic corkscrew penis.
0 to full in .5 seconds.
Hey, if you can’t tell a duck from a goose, peace was never an option.
I can climb into the Metapod all I like, I never come out a Butterfree.
Disappointment at every turn.
The modern version of Will and Grace?
Kinda surprised it hasn’t been made already.
Well, the two do have some things in common.
They both want you to follow them.
They want to lead you from chaos and danger.
They focus on helping the needy.
They can make food magically appear.
People love making art of when they got nailed.
“I’ll be there… Our special place… Brought to you by Papa John’s.”
And for those who need the therapy of hearing it.
Well, someone’s getting a visit from Calander Man.
Don’t mind me, I’m just setting up the popcorn cart for when the programmer arguments start. I’ll share.
Backpacks are also an option. It’s been my preference, also handy if I need to lug anything larger around for some reason.
Bonus points: Lotta space to put pins for decoration. Downside: Damn, enamel pins get expensive.