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noise dept.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Need inspiration to draw/ character build so if anyone has any asks about my latest dnd/SWRPG characters (Pics to be added later, please pop a question!)
Current characters:
-Ilana Skyborne, Goliath Paladin
-Mirasen, Minotaur monk, refugee from the underdark
-Evo, ARC trooper in the star wars universe
I laughed for like five minutes straight.
why is orange juice the only juice we abbreviated
? what
What is it short for
We're genuinely so brave for the way we somehow manage to navigate cis society never knowing wtf is going on in their heads at any given time
calling forth an army of microbes on a guy
(In the cuck chair)(starts booing)
(Wife looks over)(I do a roman emperor thumbs down)(she executes the other guy)
How the media depicts the Apollo 11 mission:
Actual quotes from the Apollo 11 mission:
also according to michael collins when the three of them were discussing what neil armstrong should say when he first stepped on the moon, collins suggested armstrong say “Oh, my God, what is that thing?” and then scream and cut out his mic.
Everyone forgets Michael Collins and it’s fucking tragic.
my favorite video of all time ever
When I put my hair up I think of him
Well. I cant find the gif of the guy vaping then he remembers he's in church and starts praying 2 god
his name is 2010s
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You dislike the portrayal of Asohka in the Live-Action show? I haven't seen it but it's on my list - would you maybe explain why you don't like her?
It's kind of a lot of the same issues I had with her in Rebels. It feels like Filoni translated "Got traumatized by Order 66" into "Became a Cryptic Asshole and Literally Everything You Criticized About the Jedi, basically undoing all of the character development you had while away from the Jedi." It's also a bit of a vibe thing. I genuinely did like Ahsoka in Rebels, but it's kind of like Filoni forgot that a character's demeanor and actions can change your opinion of them no matter how much love you built up for them earlier.
Also I fucking haaaaate the Jedi fixation with Mandalorian culture erasure. Yeah Mandalorians are messy bitches with death cults, but it feels particularly insidious to be saying "You're thinking too much like a Mandalorian, you need to think like a Jedi" to a member of a diasporic culture. Ahsoka did this with both Grogu and Sabine, and Kanan did it with Sabine to a lesser extent because the Darksaber exists at kind of a funky intersect of Jedi and Mandalorian culture. It really kind of highlights the fucked up aspect of "Oh, your kid is Force Sensitive? Now they have to come to Coruscant and wear our Beige Robes and also forget everything about their heritage" for me.
Filoni also lowkey has "DC Writers Throwing Batman Into A Story That Doesn't Need Batman" disease with Ahsoka, tbh. Like maybe he sees it as "ouuggghhhh Ahsoka as a connective threeeaaaad" but all I see is "Whenever Ahsoka's not onscreen, everyone should be asking 'Where's Ahsoka?'" She just kind of ends up dominating whatever show she gets brought into and generally messing up the vibe that made that show appealing as an expansion of the Star Wars Universe.
Every time you eat cheese we fire a calf into the sun
This is the same kind of people who think you actually take a sheep's skin off to shear wool.
OP isn't allowing comments, and is forgetting that a not insignificant chunk of male calves are indeed killed really soon after birth. Maybe smaller farms keep them alive until they're big enough to kill and use for meat, but the truth is that cattle today are bred either for maximum milk or maximum meat, and male dairy cattle, even when castrated, aren't worth the trouble for a lot of factory farms. Certainly more are killed than rescue farms can keep up with. Female calves too, as more are often born than needed to replenish the population, and not every farm finds it worth it to sell the extras.
If you're going to use animals as a resource, there's going to be collateral damage, and maybe that's okay with you. But to lie about the fact that the dairy industry does indeed have a cost in lives is really weird propaganda.
No, a chunk of male calves are not in fact killed really soon after birth 🤣 not when they’re selling for $900 at a day old. Yes that means male dairy calves. I was literally at the auction two days ago. A damn 65 lb jersey bull calf went for $12.50 a pound. At the moment people are holding on to heifer calves, and beef cross heifers are going for $12+ a pound at 80-100 lbs.
In most countries in 2025 no one is just killing calves. Even veal calves are 5-8 months old.
you guys know what rennet is?
Overwhelmingly produced with genetically modified microbes these days given the low supply of veal
moon river
inspiration struck in a really, really weird way
an alternate ending requested by twitter
this is one of my most widespread pieces and I feel like most people don’t know there’s an epilogue.
the fact that straight men like boobs is like the most obvious thing ever but witnessing a straight man liking boobs irl felt almost unbelievably cliche like seeing a mouse eating cheese or a dog peeing at a fire hydrant
Proctor Valley Monster
The Proctor Valley Monster seems like a tale told around a campfire, just right for a Hollywood B-movie. A teenage couple go parking in the woods off Proctor Valley Road, in the southeast corner of San Diego County in California. The car won’t restart, or maybe they had a flat tire, and the boy gets out to investigate -but he doesn’t come back. The girl stays inside, terrified because she hears scratching on the outside of the car. Police find her the next day, still hiding in the car. The boyfriend? He’s dead, torn and bloody, dangling from a tree, while his hands brush the car, producing scratching noises. The story sometimes has mysterious huge footprints found nearby. The legend of the Proctor Valley Monster grew, and it is described as a 7-foot hairy humanoid like a Bigfoot, or sometimes a cow-like animal with its body parts in the wrong place. The Proctor Valley Monster is assumed to be responsible for livestock mutilation that occurs every now and then. The Bonita Museum in Chula Vista has a casting of a strange footprint alleged to be that of the monster.
The Story
“‘For years I’ve heard stories of the Proctor Valley Monster. Proctor Valley is northeast of Otay Lakes. Some say it’s a deranged cow and others say it’s San Diego’s version of Bigfoot. Can you shed some light on this truth or legend?”
– Roger the Inquirer, the net
La Jolla has its Munchkins, Old Town has its ghosts, and East County has its Proctor Valley Monster. The old PVM seems to be a textbook urban legend – or rural legend, in this case. It has all the classic symptoms: teenagers, lovers’ lane, mysterious deaths, and the clincher, “I never saw him, but my neighbor’s babysitter’s sister saw him.”
PVM stories go back at least to the ‘60s, probably earlier. One version involves two teens who get a flat tire while driving through Proctor Valley late at night. The guy pulls to the side of the road under a tree, gets out to look at the damage, his girlfriend locks the doors, and the next thing she hears is a scraping on the roof of the car. When cops rescue her in the morning, she learns that the scraping sound was her date’s fingernails. He’s hanging by his feet from a tree branch, with big, animal-like footprints around the car. A thinly disguised version of the time-honored hook-on-the-door-handle story.
What the Proctor Valley Monster looks like is a matter of debate. One person claims to have seen a huge flying beast of some sort. In the 1970s, a local radio DJ organized a nighttime monster hunt; he gathered thousands of teens in the area and later reported that they had seen something like an oddly built bovine. Ensuing publicity is probably responsible for the persistence of the “disarranged cow” story.
But Bigfoot? Well, aside from the fact that every rural area seems to demand its own elusive, legendary humanoid, the Procter Valley Bigfoot story might be a combination of the PVM and Alpine’s Zoobies. The Zoobie story also begins in the early '70s.
A local psychiatrist who once lived in Alpine quite seriously claims to have seen a Bigfoot-type creature in the hills near his house. The doctor has shied from publicity, saying he wants to write his own book on the events; but third-hand accounts say he described a 6- or 7-foot-tall, hairy creature accompanied by two similar critters. He made a plaster cast of a footprint 16 inches long and 8 inches wide. He also related many strange happenings and sounds around his home. Park rangers and other investigators could never confirm the sightings, but plenty of campers, area residents, and even a sheriff’s deputy claim to have seen some large, hairy thing tromping the hills of Alpine. One investigator into Bigfoot phenomena notes that the nearby Viejas Indians have a legend of a similar creature that guards its burial grounds. Until the doctor writes his book, this is about all we’ll know.
Whatever the Zoobies prove to be, the Proctor Valley Monster is undoubtedly just a scary fabrication. But maybe I shouldn’t say that. Well-known urban legend expert Jan Harold Brunvand says myth-debunkers are very unpopular people. We don’t want fathead experts spoiling our fun. The stories are great to listen to and even more fun to tell, especially with our own embellishments. And we’ve always loved them. Consider this ancient urban legend, presented as fact in a number of contemporary books in the time of ancient Rome. It seems a guy invented some kind of bendable, unbreakable glass. He showed it to Caesar, thinking he’d be showered with gold and maybe become assistant emperor for coming up with something that would improve everyone’s life. Instead Caesar had him killed. Flexible glass would be more valuable than gold, was Caesar’s reasoning; his kingdom would be worthless. Substitute the 100-mile-per-gallon carburetor for the glass and General Motors (in cahoots with the oil companies) for Caesar, and you have the popular 20th-century urban legend about the carburetor breakthrough that’s being withheld from us by corporate greed. Guess we’re still as suspicious of big shots as we were a couple of thousand years ago.
