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20 He/They stuffed inside a can of chef boyardi

[sabertoothwalrus]

Let's try this again

[sabertoothwalrus]

I love love love comments like this because I put so much *intention* into this comic and you picked up on all of it!!!

only thing I want to add is why Kabru is the one that reaches out: he lost his mother too. “I never got to see you grown up” applies just as much to him as it does to Marcille, and he shares that moment of solidarity with her. He might be a little too repressed to cry, though.

And if anyone’s wondering why I wrote the Touden parents this way, I recommend you read this post-canon omake from the complete adventurer’s bible if you haven’t already!

[devyyn-exe]

had a dream where superwholock and ultrakill combined and like sherlock was shot to death by v1 or something like that

[viridianv0id-deactivated2025120]

Inspired by @un-named-child and gears post about the v-models getting the zoomies and oh boy I have thoughts about that you guys have no idea

I'll grab my tags and add them here when I get the chance

Edit here are those tags

But with the amount of movement options you have with V1 (slam storage, rocket riding, nukes and all the other things you can do thats too complicated for me to figure out) it will quite literally bounce off walls, if it's bored enough it'll probably find a way to get as high in the sky as possible with a single combination of moves (slam storage + core eject nuke + rocket ride? Possible it HAS tried that) and so if it's in zoomies it'll do all of that but twice as fast and more destructively. Let it loose in Lust since that place seems to be massive it'll destroy less things there (especially now that the corpse of king Minos is dead again that won't be in its way)

V2 is more about speed than big actions, if locked in a room they WILL run around in circles and bounce off walls - it will slide, jump and run around like a mad man

It will probably also be the type to chase ppl - their target is more often than not V1 if possible but any random husk/demon/machine will also do if V1 isn't available

Fortunately V2 doesn't know/can't do all the insane movement stuff V1 can, and therefore were safe from a V2 slam storage dive where they'll literally learn to fly - nothing more than a red blur

Mirage and Gabriel just get to. Deal with these two maniacs

So far setting V1 in a select few secret levels will mellow it out (methinks 1-S will bore it into calming down and the puzzles will occupy it at best, and 5-S is even easier to get it to chill out)

They're still working on figuring out how the hell to get V2 out of zoomies and so far it's just let them tire themselves out until they need a refuel and they'll stop then

[rot0ry]

Nevermind, I think I was overreacting actually

The world is beautiful again and so is music

[rot0ry]

Maybe it's Mania and maybe it's stupidity but holy fucking shit everyone seems so blind these days. So ignorant of what's literally right in front of them. I literally see the beautiful shining light of human experience within people who don't even believe in themselves. I see the dim scared eyes of children who were hurt and betrayed and who still haven't learned to trust again. I see these people who so clearly just need someone to believe in then and when I talk about them all I get is the Jaded response of people who gave up long ago telling me that I will too someday. It makes me want to fucking scream because their reason for quitting is always the same, and it's that "people never did the same for them" and they say that to me as though they aren't my family and as though they haven't seen me go through the past 8 years of my life not expecting a single ounce of care from the people around me. As though my mom didn't raise me to hold a guy who literally gave up his entire life for humanity as a hero. They expect me to look at the sky and one day scoff at the sun for rising. They expect me to want something back when they raised me never to do so. They expect me to give up on everything. They expect me to be kind for a reward. And their notions are foolish and flimsy. They believe that sin, evil, is inherent and unchangeable. They believe that people do bad things for no reason. They believe the world is harsh because it should be. They believe we are supposed to make it hell. I cannot agree. I can't. Not when I see the fucking stars in the eyes of everyone I meet. Not when I have to stop myself from loving. Not when I can see the fucking sun. Not when I can see a smile, or hear a laugh, and experience the life around me. Yes it's scary, yes it's fucking terrifying, but why the hell would you look at a person who was a baby so very long ago and decide that they must be evil and that must be set in stone. I won't give up on being kind. I fucking refuse. I will give as I always have and I will not expect a cent. I will not "get tired of it" because it takes too much effort to let go. I won't become like them because I want to prove them wrong.

[gatheringbones]

watching the Thing and like

it’s a mound of flesh, right? and it keeps forming eyes capable of looking at you. and the longer you look at it, the more openings appear. and at first the openings are full of what looks like legs, which move aside to reveal a flower, which unfurls to reveal a fleshy orifice studded with teeth moving towards you with great power and longing.

[gatheringbones]

and it’s like, the central tragedy is that none of these men know each other on a level intimate enough to see through the imitation. when keith david turns and asks them how they’re supposed to tell if he’s an imitation or not, none of them can honestly say that they know him well enough to test how deeply it runs; he may as well be a stranger to him. when baby slut kurt russell mentions that the long johns could be anybody’s, it means that he isn’t able to tell whose they are by taking a good long whiff of the crotch and armpits. the secret weapon that could have successfully circumvented the thing was the time these men should have spent intimately exploring each other’s bodies. I have a job interview tomorrow. I need to get this out of my system now.

[gatheringbones]

having by now gotten the job for which I was interviewing, I think where I was going with this was that, the constantly moving shifting expanding de-categorizing of the Thing is its own horror vehicle by virtue of the fact that every other body in that film very much wants to be its own discrete category, unknowable and untouchable to the other bodies around it. and the more you look at the Thing, the more there is of it; the more openings it has, the more eyes it will form for which to see you, the more limbs it will form for which to touch and know you. and these men do not want to touch and see and know each other. they do not want the joyous erotic sound of each other's stevie wonder albums to enter their ears. they do not want the joint that touches their lips to touch the lips of another man. the first and only horror of the Thing is its drive to touch and know and queer the coherent category that is the human body. I will be washing dishes in the back of a bakery while blasting mongolian throat singing if anyone has any further questions.

[rot0ry]

So my friend gave me an idea

[itwashotwestayedinthewater]

bungus

[itwashotwestayedinthewater]

welcome to ‘no note bungus’. reblog and you will feel a sense of accomplishment and goodwill wash over you

[egberts]

[gallusrostromegalus]

What’s that? Zoom in.

…DEAR GOD.

[rot0ry]

One Note Wungus

[telsonknife]

Some bubbline I had drawn these days!

Thank you Fiona and Cake gives me more bubbline power!🙏

[colexicana-draws-deactivated202]

ENA SWING BBQ!!!

[fried-bryce]

ASM+F #3

[rot0ry]

ENA-Posting!!!!

This character has taken over my brain, i cannot stop drawing her.

[rot0ry]

I HAVE TWO SIDES

Detailed, focused drawings. Sometimes copies of pictures or drawings, other times its straight from my brain.

And...

Absolute brainrot. Incomprehensible type beat. I honestly love this way more. Its just my brain being able to make utter nonsense and then be happy about it.

I only started drawing again pretty recently, but im really happy with how far ive come, and how much I can actually DO.

[rlyehtaxidermist]

one of the best academic paper titles

[rlyehtaxidermist]

for those who don't speak academia: "according to our MRI machine, dead fish can recognise human emotions. this suggests we probably should look at the results of our MRI machine a bit more carefully"

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

I hope everyone realises how incredibly important this dead fish study is. This was SO fucking important.

[imightbeobsessedwithsocks]

I still don’t understand

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

So basically, in the psych and social science fields, researchers would (I don't know if they still do this, I've been out of science for awhile) sling around MRIs like microbiolosts sling around metagenomic analyses. MRIs can measure a lot but people would use them to measure 'activity' in the brain which is like... it's basically the machine doing a fuckload of statistics on brain images of your blood vessels while you do or think about stuff. So you throw a dude in the machine and take a scan, then give him a piece of chocolate cake and throw him back in and the pleasure centres light up. Bam! Eating chocolate makes you happy, proven with MRI! Simple!

These tests get used for all kinds of stuff, and they get used by a lot of people who don't actually know what they're doing, how to interpret the data, or whether there's any real link between what they're measuring and what they're claiming. It's why you see shit going around like "men think of women as objects because when they look at a woman, the same part of their brain is active as when they look at a tool!" and "if you play Mozart for your baby for twenty minutes then their imagination improves, we imaged the brain to prove it!" and "we found where God is in the brain! Christians have more brain activity in this region than atheists!"

There are numerous problems with this kind of science, but the most pressing issue is the validity of the scans themselves. As I said, there's a fair bit of stats to turn an MRI image into 'brain activity', and then you do even more stats on that to get your results. Bennett et. al.'s work ran one of these sorts of experiments, with one difference -- they used a dead salmon instead of living human subjects. And they got positive results. The same sort of experiment, the same methodology, the same results that people were bandying about as positive results. According to the methodology in common use, dead salmon can distinguish human facial expressions. Meaning one of two things:

Dead salmon can recognise human facial expressions. OR

Everyone else's results are garbage also, none of you have data for any of this junk.

I cannot overstate just how many papers were completely fucking destroyed by this experiment. Entire careers of particularly lazy scientists were built on these sorts of experiments. A decent chunk of modern experimental neuropsychology was resting on it. Which shows that science is like everything else -- the best advances are motivated by spite.

[gallusrostromegalus]

I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.

It's right-handed

I am right-handed

There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly

I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.

There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.

I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.

A homo erectus made it

Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.

Who were you

A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?

Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?

Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?

Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?

Who were you?

What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?

What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.

Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?

Or has it always been divine?

Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?

Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.

The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.

Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?

I'm not religious.

But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine

I don't know what is.

[rot0ry]

Melt Boy my Beloved

Still bad at drawing but i’m gettin better!

[whimsica]

"WHo would win the Overwatch heroes or the TF2 mercs ?" this is like asking who would win between the Avengers and the Looney Tunes.