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I made a battle axe out of monster cans

#i am not immune to 'girl with axe larger than she is'#[presses finger to ear] I'm getting word that that phrase is not meant to mean 'am physically vulnerable to'#well what the hell is it meant to mean if not 'take full damage from during combat'

memento-meliora

forced to say “it’s okay!” Instead of throwing a fucking chair at their head

wateredwizard

Why does your post have lingerie on

memento-meliora

God forbid a bitch be feeling herself while mentally ill in this economy 😢

laatmaar

Holding onto a memory

agnes-nielsens

probablylilly

hero's respite

so i have read the novels and i am completely normal about them haha god if i had more energy i would be drawing side nonstop but this will have to do

hemipenal-system

mounts you

hemipenal-system

drags a file onto you

visenyaism

Honestly fuck AI for making me have to go on and on defending the dignity of toil like I’m some kind of protestant

socialmaya

lowpawly

the authors open fetish that complements the themes of their work

apathy-tied-in-knots

important plot device thats also just authors fetish. call that a jackoffs gun

but-the-library-of-alexandria

truly wild how driving really does become like piloting a mech after a while. like it sounds so car-bro-y but the car genuinely does become like an extension of your body. your muscles are simply making the correct micro-movements to perfectly manouvre a giant piece of machinery through a constantly moving maze while your brain is busy singing karaoke. you can physically feel when a gap is too small for your car-sona to fit through, like a cat putting its whiskers into a crevice. your brain is suddenly able to do on-the-fly s=d/t calculations in a milisecond and tell you exactly how quickly you need to move to avoid an oncoming vehicle while turning across the road. why does driving unlock the unused 89% of my brain

copperbadge

What the hell.

Is that what driving is for most people? I looked in the notes expecting to see a bunch of bewildered reactions but everyone is agreeing with OP and it's not that I don't believe you, but like.

I drove for years and hated every second of it because I was constantly aware of the fact that I was in charge of a massive chunk of speeding steel and glass capable of causing death if I sneezed at the wrong moment. Not for a single second did the car feel like a part of me. Driving always felt deeply unnatural and highly dangerous. It is indeed Wild to think that the vast majority of people apparently smoothly mind-meld with their car.

No wonder I hate driving so much. Everyone else is having a fun Carsona drift experience while I'm strapped into the pilot seat of a complicated memory game whose penalty for losing is dismemberment.

sniperct

#mental health 101#oof to copper#but yes#most people use music memory#our brains are designed#for tool use in a way#that permits physical mapping#to anything attached to our bodies#whether it's a sword#a prosthesis or#entire ass vehicle#I will wince or duck#if I veer too close#to things with my llv#because that's my head or shoulder#not the roof or mirror arm

cardiac-agreste

This is why I'm over 40 but have only driven two cars in my life, excluding the one I drove from 16 to 17 before it broke down forever on the side of the road.

I know everything about my car. I can do anything without thinking about it. I know how fast I can be going around various sharpnesses of turn and remain fully in control. I know how to manipulate all the windows without looking. I know how to replace virtually any part that doesn't require special tools. I do all the maintenance, and I know how long to wait between servicing each thing. When I have to take it in for professional work, I can talk about anything regarding my car and the mechanics know they can't scare me with jargon.

I'm in the market for a new car right now, and that's what I'm going to miss: my car feeling like an extension of my body.

PS I fucking hate driving. Fire of a thousand suns. Please give me reliable public transportation. But until then, give me a car that my body thinks is a very heavy toenail

mumblingsage

All of this - also, I frequently walk around my house balancing a cup of super hot coffee or a fragile object, thinking "If I sneeze or have a muscle twitch at the wrong moment it is going to ruin my entire week." (To say nothing of putting in/taking out contact lenses.)

Which is to say, you don't need a carsona to be aware that you're piloting a vehicle on the brink of disaster. It's just if you mess up your meat, you're not as likely to take out other people or infrastructure with you.

greater-than-the-sword

My toxic trait is that if I find a product I like I want to keep using the same product forever. It's not even brand loyalty. It's called stop changing and discontinuing everything.