Legendary Holy Blade, by nolan192
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Legendary Holy Blade, by nolan192
The addition is ALSO really good
Suicide is not some natural or expected outcome of transfeminine existence. It is an engineered outcome caused by transmisogyny. Every time a transfem kills herself, her death is a murder and part of genocide and it should make you absolutely livid.
not today...
Move action renamed to Scuttle. That will be all.
carcinisation has hit the ttrpgs
John Wick style rampage-of-revenge film about a housecat that got dumped on the side of the highway by a negligent former owner coming back for vengeance. Live action. All practical effects. The cat has no dialogue. This is played 100% straight.
The thing that fascinates me about janky RPG Maker horror games is that there's a specific level of jank that invites audience participation. Many well-regarded examples of the type do not actually achieve their intended experiences of play, but they get close enough that that experience can be constructed with active player buy-in. As a player you can of course break any game by going out of your way to refuse to cooperate, but when you're put in the position of needing to go out of your way not to break the game, you become a sort of co-author in a way that games which are actually functional typically don't permit.
There's a certain satisfaction in being able to clearly see that the scenery is made of cardboard and taking special care not to tip it over because you're genuinely curious where the game's author is going with this.
Strange unidentified creature spotted in the woods by a nearby trail cam. Commission for Gizzy.
The whole "Elvis sighting" thing is hilarious because, like, the first documented career Elvis impersonators began working over twenty years before the guy even died. I wonder why a public figure who has a whole industry of people who look and sound like him would generate an unusual number of posthumous sightings? It Is A Mystery.
Horses exist in zoos, you're pretty sure. That's where they, more or less, belong. It's not like there's a stable next to the auto shop or something. Are there… wild horses? In… nature? Presumably, at some point, there must have been. Probably not, anymore. Oh, the race tracks, though. Duh. They probably have stables. Couldn't lose twenty thousand wen a day if there weren't losing horses to bet on. Horses don't belong at the gas station, but there's one here anyways. Its rider is wearing a leather jacket studded with old military medals; what looks like a torso-sized cogwheel, slung over her back like a shield; a broadsword, underneath the cog-shield; and a pair of holo-screen shades. She dismounts. She slides her card through the machine. The pumps start pumping. The horse sticks out its neck, dips its snout, and begins drinking gasoline directly from the nozzle. The rider holds the spout up to the horse's mouth, at a bit of an awkward angle. She meets your eyes, and shrugs. You know how it is. You don't know how it is. Later, you will see her on the news, clotheslining a police officer on horseback at seventy miles per hour. You will understand even less, and also, so much more.
— Emily Zhu, Ten Thousand Days For the Sword
This comic is genuinely how I remember which is which.
can not recommend letting your child do a big scream when they are frustrated enough. Just straight up ask them like "hey do you need to do a big scream?" And if they say yes let cover your ears and say okay GO and let them scream because you know what eventually when you're really frustrated your little person with your face is gonna look at you with their ears covered and yell "HEY DO YOU NEED TA DO A BIG SCHREAM?!" and you can just... do a big scream and it won't scare them and you will feel better too
"That’s what makes Zohran Mamdani’s election in New York so unsettling to the old order. New York City is not just another municipality; it’s a sovereign-scale entity. Its population surpasses 38 states. Its metropolitan GDP trails only Texas and California.
It is, by any metric, a small country masquerading as a city.
It governs more lives and more wealth than most nations. If democratic socialism — housing reform, public banking, equitable taxation — functions here, it obliterates the myth that such governance can’t work at scale. The fear isn’t ideological. It’s empirical. Because if Mamdani can keep the lights on, reduce homelessness, and maintain economic growth without catering to Wall Street, then the capitalist gospel collapses under its own dead weight.
What terrifies the establishment isn’t failure. It’s feasibility.
If it works in New York, there’s no reason it can’t work in Nebraska. If it works in Queens, it can work in Kansas City. And once proof exists, belief becomes irrelevant. The ship of democracy, fully refitted, will keep sailing — and no one can claim it isn’t American."
- Jackie Summers
reblog to tell prev she's a good girl
As an ace this is the only time "you just haven't met the right person yet" has made me laugh lmaoooo
that’s his little guy!!
I wish I had what they have...
see her fabulous
See her fabulous!
SEE HER FABULOUS!!!