Juvenile European herring gull (Larus argentatus) at Market Place of Helsinki, Finland, nuori harmaalokki Kauppatorin rannassa, Eteläsatama.
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Juvenile European herring gull (Larus argentatus) at Market Place of Helsinki, Finland, nuori harmaalokki Kauppatorin rannassa, Eteläsatama.
How did you emotionally let go of Argentatus? Imagining it was more of a series of moments than a mere "I woke up one morning and it was all over"-type deal, but was there anything you actively did to accept it?
It was...a series of moments, yes. I can’t even say that I’m clear on where they first began...certainly before I up and confessed my feelings to him. I was so, so very sure I was being discrete about it, but in hindsight, I wasn’t -- and in hindsight, it was very obvious he knew. That being the case, it all came down to a series of lasts that felt like losing him. The last time we had a long, intensely draining session that left me sobbing static in his arms...the last time he tied me up. The last time we met up as anything more than friends. The last time he called me...
Well, never mind what he called me.
No one asked you for a lyric about Argentatus?! I'm shocked, SHOCKED.
So they didn’t!
I suppose it’ll just have to remain a mystery forever.
Dennis Reynolds reminds me of Argentatus.
He reminds me of the type of bot who would claim they knew Argentatus at parties, then clear out before he could show up to reassure everyone they didn’t.
Or, alternatively, the type to send Argentatus a sexually aggressive letter that would be immediately shot down.
I don't suppose that if you hypothetically /can/ find him and convince him to come over to be quizzed about his sex life, you could apply some of whatever makes YOUR inbox immune to magic anons...?
The only one in our universe who’s proved susceptible to anon magic is Impact. No promises on whether that would be enough to reassure him.
What would you do if there was a new group of bots to the settlement and Argentatus was one of them?
I suppose I’d start by explaining why there are floating lobsters all over the place now, then tackle the inevitable awkwardness.
HAND OVER THE INTERVIEW BLOG TO ARGENTATUS FOR A DAY WE NEED TO SEE IF M!AS WORK ON HIM
If you give him a talking aft or a citrus valve, I guarantee you it will be the last you ever see of him.
If Argentatus had to have a grounder alt, what kind of car do you suppose he'd scan?
I think Argentatus would have rather been scrapped than lose his wings.