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The Martian of course was part of the small but notable genre of movies 'people expend huge amounts of effort to rescue Matt Damon'. In Project Hail Mary we see a foundational entry in the inverse genre 'people expend huge amounts of effort to send Ryan Gosling away forever'. Excited to see where we send Ryan Gosling next.
For those who have missed it, a tourist in Hawaii decided it would be fun to chuck a rock (a BIG rock) at a monk seal. He missed, but he was captured on video, and when told it was illegal to interfere with them, said "I'm rich, I can pay the fine."
Is the best part that he got doxxed? No.
Is the best part that he got tracked down by a local and beaten? No.
Arrested on state at federal charges, looking at up to 5 years and 50K? Nope.
The best part is the local city council's reaction.
And the best part of that is the look on the attorney's face.
“oh one time my—” (abruptly stops myself from saying the words “tumblr mutual” in public) “overseas colleague”
You drink poison almost die, a potion appears on your chest, your sword and shield somehow come to you, you're dying, your druid finally snaps out of it and removes the poison, you get rocked by would be assassins as a magical shield envelops you, suddenly a woman with the biggest rack you've ever seen appears out of nowhere and stabs one of the assassins in front of you.
Happened to my best friend King Gus.
Why is it easier and more comfortable to sit in a position that actively damages my joints than it is to just sit with okay posture. Why does my body crave its own destruction
once again i love how star wars takes place in a massive galaxy with thousands of planets and billions of people, and yet every bounty hunter knows each other personally
It's called networking babe
when Boba Fett adds you on LinkedIn you know you've made it
Pick one to subject your blorbo to and pass it on
Hurt with no comfort
Love and care they believe they don't deserve
Flashbacks or reliving the Trauma™
One good day where absolutely nothing bad happens
Stabbed and bleeding out somewhere remote
Their strained "I'm fine" is believed by their team
A mug of hot cocoa and the warmest, coziest blankets
Suddenly coughing up blood
A hug
Thaisha, finally back in Dol-Makjar: Look at this. Amazing. No sparrow swords. No getting chased by sky ghouls in an eagle carriage. No corpses devoured by spectral nightingales. No half-dying through a trauma parade in Bird Hell. No one is birds here. It's all behind us.
Soldiers: What's up, we're calling ourselves the Fanged Falcons :)
Thaisha: no
Schemers: What a coincidence, our network is a Mischief of Magpies. A Tiding of Magpies to friends :)
Thaisha, head in her hands: no no no
Free her 😩
there’s at least one mean bone in my body
*opens jacket* hey u wanna buy some oh jesus fuck it’s cold *closes jacket*
she's platonic about it but in my opinion, stratt 100% treats grace as her dead wife. she keeps a tacky fox trinket in her coat pocket. there's a framed photo of him in her study . he's grinning goofily in it (bc he's a dork). new guy like: is that her husband? / no, dumbass, it's dr. ryland grace, 1/3 of the hail mary mission. / oh, fuck. were they... ? / yeah, it's unclear. black-and-white montages of grace messing around in high-level meetings play every time stratt contemplates committing more environmental crimes. she looks up at the night sky and vaguely wonders if he's enjoying his space ramen. that's her dead wife. she killed him.
#i think stratt could be dramatic without meaning to be. like she's just going about her life.#god forbid she sees a fox trinket by the check out one of the few times she strays into the real world#and god forbid she pays $2.49 for it. and god forbid it stays in her pocket for the rest of her life (via OP)
This is how 40k works
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*slaps the roof of this relationship* you’ll never believe how much angst will fit in this thing