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Don’t let fake fans tell you different, Trek has always been queer 🏳️🌈🪐🚀
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From @archangelbeth over at Bluesky, via @MonsterGirlEllie: A translation of a famous poem... from the Rihannsu.
I did not know, but I have waited for this ever since I got a german translation of The Romulan Way in my wee trekkie hands as a kid :D
how it feels watching Star Trek for the first time.
IIRC, they had to terminate the project because the crows were attacking humans who were smoking cigarettes in order to get the "butt."
Let The Crows Force You To Quit Smoking
(via the excellent @jperlow over at Bluesky)
Honestly, I don't remember when I started agreeing with the Vatican on important issues and yet here we are
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I like that there is just… A noticeable gap in the gods’ understanding of mortal children. Like, Zeus really accused a TWELVE-YEAR-OLD of stealing his master bolt and the only justification I have for him is “Well, Hermes stole Apollo’s cattle right after birth so that tracks”
But now I have a theory that the gods don’t really understand how mortal children work and that’s why they’re so blasé about sending them to do ridiculous nonsense?
Like…
Zeus: what do you mean ‘first word’? Why would they only speak one word?
Artemis: humans can only cry when they’re born
Zeus: nonsense. When you were born you didn’t cry. You delivered your brother and then came to me to ask for a birthday present.
Artemis: humans aren’t the same though. They can’t walk or talk for many months. When they do speak it is only in small, short words.
Zeus: ….that’s not true
Artemis: I’m afraid it is
Zeus, under his breath: what the fuck
Later on…
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The Swedish Chef preparing chocolate mousse.
I knew poinsettias "faked" having big flowers by just turning some leaves red but I didn't know the real tiny flowers in the middle looked like such idiots
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I kind of love that D&D’s most iconic monster is this giant floating ball of eyes and teeth from a realm of inchoate madness beyond time and space that brings low entire kingdoms with its merest gaze, but rather than being unfathomably alien in its mentality, it’s just really racist. It’s like the game’s designers came up with the most Lovecraftian monster they could possibly imagine, then gave it the personality of the actual H P Lovecraft.
The idea of dragons in modern times is so fun because imagine a hot summer day on your vacay and go to use the hotel pool and staff is like "valued guests we regret to inform you that the pool area is out of service at the moment, we apologize for the inconvenience"
And people like "wtf why" looking out their hotel room window and there's this. This dragon just curled up in the pool chilling, literally, cooling itself down
Some of the staff are trying to gently shoo him away and the dragon does a soft little "rrrrrr" like a grumpy cat and a warning puff of smoke and they're like "fuck it i don't get paid nearly enough for this" and no ones using the pool today sorry!
People, especially games, get eldritch madness wrong a lot and it’s really such a shame.
An ant doesn’t start babbling when they see a circuit board. They find it strange, to them it is a landscape of strange angles and humming monoliths. They may be scared, but that is not madness.
Madness comes when the ant, for a moment, can see as a human does.
It understands those markings are words, symbols with meaning, like a pheromone but infinitely more complex. It can travel unimaginable distances, to lands unlike anything it has seen before. It knows of mirth, embarrassment, love, concepts unimaginable before this moment, and then…
It’s an ant again.
Echoes of things it cannot comprehend swirl around its mind. It cannot make use of this knowledge, but it still remembers. How is it supposed to return to its life? The more the ant saw the harder it is for it to forget. It needs to see it again, understand again. It will do anything to show others, to show itself, nothing else in this tiny world matters.
This is madness.
you know how most of the things humans use as spices are poisonous or repellent to most other mammals? and you know how anything vaguely d&d inspired has dwarves being way more poison resistant than even humans?
dwarf cuisine shouldn’t be bland, it should be unimaginably spicy and potentially harmful or fatal to humans. like green potato and rhubarb leaf salad with a festive garnish of yew berries and deadly nightshade berries, that kind of thing.
Concept: humans think it’s bland cuz rather than memorizing what kills humans it’s safer to just pass on the spices.