Just remembered when I was a child I found a christian webpage arguing that hydrothermal tube worms support the existence of hell because of something in the bible about hell having demonic worms in it that eat your soul and I wrote a lengthy angry email about how tube worms can't be connected to evil because they are beautiful gentle beings who cannot hurt anything and just sway peacefully forever sustained by the vent itself, the most innocent creature there coupd ever be.
They never responded to me so obviously I hope they DIED. fucking bastards !!!! 😡😡😡
This is absolutely fucking amazing- Like, I would wanna see a Zelda movie animated in this style
i have new emotional support
Happy BOTW Day!
forgot botw re;ased today i kinda forget what day im living sometimes so uhuhu here extra post
I am a GOD and all shall bow before me
(I won a singular game of tic-tac-toe)
I don't think fantasy writers play enough with the concept of the different fantasy races having distinct ethnicities. Like imagine a group of mixed peoples, where the dwarves are all roasting each other like dwarves do, and one of them remarks that when he first saw one of the other dwarves in the group, he mistook her for a man. The other dwarves in the group blink in surprise - the closest that dwarves will go to an audible gasp of shock - and she pulls out a knife and tries to stab him.
Once the dwarves have been separated from each other and the situation has calmed, one of the humans asks another dwarf what that incident was about. Naturally a human woman would have been insulted too, but dwarves are so jovial about insulting each other, why was this matter different?
And the dwarf who was asked explains that there are things you can brutally insult another dwarf about, and there are things you simply do not touch. The dwarf-woman in question is from a completely different region of The Great Underground as the others, and her people have different norms about what kind of patterns men and women braid into their beards. The dwarf insulting her wasn't only insulting her appearance, he was being racist.
The human is surprised to learn that dwarves have different peoples, and the dwarf looks at them like at an idiot. Of course they do, they even look completely different from each other. And the human listens as the dwarf lists off various distinguishing clothing details too nuanced for a human to notice, and then how dwarves coming from different corners of the world have different physical traits, according to what kind of conditions their local stone types dictate.
The human spots a connection and goes oh! We have that too, though ours are not about rock types and tunnel air, but the weather aboveground. Humans' facial features vary by how hot, cold, arid or windy their ancestors' homelands were, and our skin tone varies by how much the sun shines in their native region.
The dwarf frowns at the last part, going "I thought you people just paint your skin and dye your hair for fun", and the human admits that yeah, we do that too, but not all the time, and not the whole skin. The dwarf asks, what of that tall woman the colour of dravite, her palms and the soles of her feet were lighter than the rest of her. Does that mean she paints herself dark to be more beautiful?
The human says no, that just happens naturally. Maybe it's because one's palms and feet aren't exposed to the sun as much, so they are paler.
The dwarf nods, still unsure whether this is actually legit or just the human habit of lying for fun, and proceeds to ask about the wild northman of their party. He is as pale as an olm, but the palms of his hands and the soles of his feet are dark. Are they painted, or naturally that way?
No, the human answers. That guy just doesn't bathe.
Happy BOTW day!
forgot botw re;ased today i kinda forget what day im living sometimes so uhuhu here extra post
Man flu is real- I am allowed to die dramatically every once in a while when I can no longer do my work at full capacity without wanting to explode. I can live with period cramps but the common cold? An atrocity. A torment. The worst thing I have ever experienced.
You know what, Link WOULD be a very good butt-scooter.
One of the most memorable dreams I ever had was when my family and I stopped at a hotel to spend the night on our trip to Kiawah Island. In the hotel room, I dreamt I was racing in Mario Kart 8 except everyone was not on karts and instead racing those nostalgic butt scooters from elementary school PE class.
For whatever reason I had this extreme rivalry with Link because Link was the absolute greatest butt scooter racer in all of Mario Kart. Link and I were half a lap ahead of everyone near the end of the race. I was frustrated but I tried my absolute best. When we were about to cross the finish line, I used up every last bit of energy I had and managed to beat Link. When I finished 1st, I yelled
so goddamn loudly that I ended up shouting it in real life, immediately waking everyone in my family up including myself. Everyone was wondering what the hell happened and I had to explain this very dream I just had to them.
Elaborate, if you will-
Just realized the ultimate flex on the planet Arrakis would be a bowl of rice
This is just A Boy Named Sue by Johnny Cash
Parenting tip: name your kid something dumb in order to help them get bullied at school