Hey this juggling lab thing is fun, I wonder if anyone's ever heard of it.

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Hey this juggling lab thing is fun, I wonder if anyone's ever heard of it.
Thinking about how the httyd books take the often facetious objection to dragon rider stories of "hey if those are fully sentient creatures that you're subjugating and riding around as purely an extension of your own will. Isn't that kind of slavery?" An answers it with: "Yes, it absolutely is." The big twist of How to Train your Dragon is that dragon training is an act of horrid violence that is normalized and expected of young boys to consistently maintain. And that said violence is the livelihood and bedrock of an entire society that separates languages from its slaves and demands illiteracy from its citizens. Technically, this is all in the first book but that's all told from a child's perspective who's most coherent objection is that being mean doesn't come naturally to him. That's kind of the magic of it all. Not one reader I've known has read 'If you can't insult a fisherman so bad he cries then what kind of viking are you?' And expected the succeeding books to take themselves seriously about the psychological and political consequences of that mentality, but they eventually do.
Anyways, can't believe we fell for another trend-hopping YA dystopia series /j.
Yeah we've got #doomsday2024 for the next couple weeks. No, nothing's wrong, we do this annually. There's just a special fandom holiday we decided to create and call it doomsday. It's nothing bad, in fact it's quite pleasant. It's just that this is a fandom for a book series which contains 0 normal names for things.
Man, Norbert takes one trip out into the open ocean and not only does he run into a seadragon so big they're 'not supposed to even bother with humans', It bloody follows him home and places him on house arrest for 15 years. Then, when he's finally free of it and tries to sail the journey he's been dreaming of for so long. He winds up persued by another dragon so inexplicable even the dragon expert he kidnapped thinks its supposed to be extinct. Nobody even knows why that one wants to eat his boat. The open ocean hates him so much it can't even throw normal problems at him. Gotta skip straight to the bewilderingly vindictive leviathans.
The funniest thing about the reveal that the othermind is Cottonmouth will always be that during the events of The Poison Jungle he either:
a) called people "splintery twig" and talked about his "weak little shoots" for fun. Because he's a silly little guy who loves plant metaphors.
Or b) decided to deliberately trick a bunch of dragons into thinking he was actually a sentient plant hivemind.
Why does the B-list poison kill you instantly. What kind of scam is this, the 'best' stuff takes so many months.
I now know the chemical formulas of olivine and one or two feldspars, and quartz. I have acheived xkcd's geochemist's idea of an average person.
Every Fall really is just a brief couple months of "Why am I competent? Where did this come from?"