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God being a writer would be so great if I didn't have to write anything
Wait I just remembered that ai books exist and the empty spectre of being a writer without writing anything suddenly gave me the urge to eat nails. Post rescinded. I'll write the fucking chapter.
i haaate when ppl are talking abt mammal colouration and they bring up mandrills but not vervet monkeys.... fake fans
put some respect on his name
I’m absolutley losing it at Telemachus meeting a war hero who can tell him anything he wants to know about the father he’s never met, and just going “okay cool, sounds like he’s dead, can I please go to sleep now?”
#I don't remember but#is telemachus asking this before or after helen broke out the crying drug and menelaus started talking about the fun trauma from troy?
This is after the drugs and the trauma talk (some of it; there’s so much.) And Telemachus has already wept, trying to hide his tears in his cloak. The lines quoted above are rendered by Wilson as follows:
Weighing these words, Telemachus replied, / “But Menelaus, all this makes it worse! / My father’s courage could not save his life, / even if he had had a heart of iron. / So now, show us to bed. We need the comfort of being lulled into a sweet deep sleep.”
The next morning, he will plead: “So I am begging you, here on my knees, / tell me the dreadful news, if he is dead!”
I think about this like once a day
Someone mentioned how they were having a hard time creating a world for their fantasy fiction geographically because they kept reinventing the island of Britain, which also happened to my good close enemy George R. R. Martin. I would like to suggest North Carolina. I know that sounds absolutely ridiculous but North Carolina has an awesome geographic setup for a fantasy kingdom, I think. Inhospitable barrier islands, constantly shifting shoals in the sound, swamps with alligators, venomous snakes and carnivorous plants, lots of very flat and somewhat sparsely populated farmland, foothills, mines, mountains full of mysterious phenomenon that were originally very difficult to navigate and people still get lost in today. It kind of rocks.
AND VENUS FLYTRAPS ARE NATIVE TO THE CAROLINAS!
There are actually 36 carnivorous plant species native to North Carolina, roughly half of all carnivorous plant species in the United States are found in North Carolina! I added the carnivorous plant detail because that’s something I love about the state. We have so many fucking bugs that the plants keep evolving to eat them.
I love that giant man eating Venus flytraps are worldbuilding staples in untamed tropical fantasy settings but they’re actually native to a small region in the Carolinas.
And I agree with the notes, the Chesapeake Bay + Great Dismal Swamp (partially in NC anyway) and the South Carolina Lowcountry would be good geographic additions to this.
It's actually a bit surprising to me that we haven't seen contemporary meta brainfuck indie games do more than they have with 1990s point and click adventure games' penchant for developer-intended softlocks. That feels like something you could very easily spin as Saying Something.
Honestly, having grown up with this bullshit is probably a big part of the reason I'm fascinated with player-hostile game design. Giving a puzzle three different solutions with fully voiced and animated reactions to each, except two of those solutions render the game unwinnable in ways that won't become apparent until hours later is a level of "fuck you" that most modern games with pretensions of player-hostility can only dream of!
This is the bed shit I've read all day @kianf1sh
Me personally I would just have been older at that age smh
the contrabass saxophone is such an absurd instrument
talk dirty to me
Have ya’ll seen the double contrabass flute before???
reblogging my own post because what in the fuck
i give you the contrabass tuba. Why is it real. I dont know.
Know what’s even better?
HYPERBASS FLUTE
my counter:
piccolo trombone
I’m both glad and sad that string players are only limited to violin, viola, cello, and bass. Can you imagine a contrabass? Or a piccolo violin????
String players are not limited to just those.
I present, THE OCTOBASS
It’s so big that it needs keys to hit the strings.
And in the reverse direction there exists the Pochette. Translated from French, it means pocket, as it was a pocket sized violin like instrument.
This is amazing
someone post the archlute
This one?
Subcontrabass C ocarina
Legend of Zelda: The Subcontrabass Ocarina of Time
this is my favorite post i think i’ve reblogged it like 4 times
I present to you, the Contrabass recorder.
If all these instruments would play at the same time, humpback whales worldwide would sing along.
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we tipped her well dw. best waitress ever 🍒
"Diversity of opinion" but the opinions are "We should use a chainsaw to rescue a cat from a tree" and "We should trap more cats on the tree and then set it on fire"
To clarify: If those are your only options (and they often are) it's your moral imperative to choose the chainsaw.
Fuck this rhetoric. You are not obligated to choose the chainsaw. Go create a better solution.
#mybloodchainsaw
Reminder that the trolley itself contains dozens of innocent people. Destroying it kills all of them, derailing it will injure most of them and kill some. Because it's already too close to safely brake, you can't even stop the trolley without doing significant harm to those passengers.
Reblogging this manually. Op doesn't want credit for fear of being terminated.
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Please enjoy this snail measuring tape i got at a garadge sale today
Okay but imagine being the team of Eridian scientists tasked with keeping Erid's Only Human alive for as long as possible while the whole planet's environment is literally trying to kill him. And then Rocky shows up and is like:
“Grace says he would like half of dome to be water.”
“Oh, is necessary for humans to have large amounts of water question?”
Small Eridian equivalent of a sigh. “No. Not needed for life. In fact Grace will die if he falls in water and does not get out.”
“Tell him we give him water in containers that won't kill him. Lots lots lots of water on Erid for Grace to drink.”
“No. Grace say he want water on ground. Also want it with excess sodium chloride compound so it will be unhealthy for drink.”
“WHY QUESTION???”
To celebrate Erid getting their sun back on track, Grace asks for some alcohol. There's a small amount left from the Hail Mary and Rocky offers to take it to the science Eridians to see if they can synthesise more.
“Grace want this liquid for celebration.”
“Of course.” They scan it. “You have wrong liquid. This contain compounds which are poisonous for humans.”
“Yes yes yes. Grace say humans like feeling of being slightly poisoned.”
“WHY QUESTION?????”
Grace is like one of those extremely finicky tropical fish who instantly die if not kept in extremely specific conditions.
Only here the fish can talk and keeps asking you to make it vodka.
Given the number of obsessive tropical fish keepers the real issue is there is only one fish.
Eridians are fighting over minute details over the tank settings and decor. That gravel is too big, the artificial ocean waves aren’t hitting the simulated shore correctly. We need more fake plants to make the human happy but not those ones.
When, years after Grace has passed on, other humans eventually arrive on an exploration ship to say hello, all hell breaks loose. The humans were hoping for friendly second-contact but did not expect for swarms of Eridians to compete for the right to house them. Each Eridian attempting to attract human visitors to their own obsessively designed biodome and house.
It's like when you go to Antarctica and have to get your appendix removed
Friendly reminder that Popeye is bigender, because their gender is "amphibious".
And when the official Popeye Twitter account was asked what Popeye's pronouns were, Popeye answered:
I ain't use pronouns on account o' all me nouns are amateurs!
Popeye is a non-binary icon, and that's a fact.
Okay, lads.
Who knew Popeye was one of us and didn't bother to fucking tell me
"Most grandmothers are" FUCKING SAVAGE
These are from E. C. Segar, too, the inventor of Popeye. Nor was it a one-off; it was referenced many, many times throughout the original run of the strip before Segar's death. E. C. Segar meant for Popeye to be canon non-binary.
