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wildersage

it sucks that once you're 21 you've unlocked all the age restricted privileges you'll ever get. I think it should go on as you get older. after 30 piracy is allowed. at 42 you're allowed to shoplift. once you're 65 all drugs are legal. after 80 you can do arson. if you make it to 100 you're allowed to commit a murder.

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y’all are getting mad as celebrities for sending get well wishes?? i hate trump too but wtf are they supposed to say? ‘die bitch lol’????

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42chickens

Here’s the thing, the name is now Jeffrey. I run science shows for kids, and at the start I get them to name a prop character. 80% of the time, they name it Jeffery. I have no clue why. My co-workers have observed the same phenomenon. 

I now carry around a laminated sign that says Jeffrey, and pull it out when a kid says it. And thinking I’m some kind of psychic, they loose their shit.

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skate and die.

These came from Braille Skateboarding’s Youtube Channel. They take whatever the fuck they can get, stick trucks and wheels on them, and try to skate with it.

They’ve tried skating a skateboard made of concrete;

A skateboard with a bunch of Hot Wheels cars instead of proper wheels;

and a door;

4 STARS CHECK IT OUT

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There is a specific and terrifying difference between “never were” monsters and “are not anymore” monsters

“The thing that was not a deer” implies a creature which mimics a deer but imperfectly and the details which are wrong are what makes it terrifying

“The thing that was not a deer anymore” on the other hand implies a thing that USED to be a deer before it was somehow mutated, possessed, parasitically controlled or reanimated improperly and what makes THAT terrifying is the details that are still right and recognizable poking out of all the wrong and horrible malformations.

hey I totally fucked up and forgot the 3rd type, which is “Is Not Anymore And Maybe Never Was” monsters “The thing which was no longer a deer and maybe never was” implies a creature that, at first glance, completely appears to be a deer, but over time degrades very slowly until you realize (probably too late) that it is not a deer anymore, and had you seen it in this state first, you wouldn’t have recognized it as a deer at all, and there’s a decent chance that it was never actually a deer to begin with but only a very good mimic, and what makes this one scary is the slow change from everything being right to everything being wrong, happening slowly enough that you don’t even notice it until its too late, as well as the fact that something now so clearly not a deer could have fooled you to begin with.

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No idea if this commentary adds anything or not but since monsters are generally couched in terms of danger and threat, and therefore fear, in my mind these posts broke themselves down kinda like this:

The “was not a deer” monster speaks to fear born of deception, dangers that approach under the guise of familiarity, with varying levels of success to infiltrate the familiar before lashing out

The “not a deer anymore” monster speaks to fear born of coercion. Whatever it is was once familiar and perhaps even comforting but through the action of another agent the familiar has become grotesque and dangerous.

The “…and maybe never was a deer” monster speaks to fear born of self-doubt. Most people spend most of the time in a sense of vague assurance that they’re doing the right thing, or at least a right thing, in the situation they find themselves in. This fear lies in the danger of *thinking* you understood, only to be eviscerated by the cruelty of “no…you were never correct, and this is your consequence.”

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tlbodine

Yes this. Good analysis. 

Actually, in light of this I’d like to propose yet one more type of monster to this list. The monster is a deer. But you realize you were very, very wrong about what deer are like.

The deer itself has not changed, you were just wrong about deer from the very start.

I would like to add a fifth here.

The “Thing That Was Almost A Deer” something that, despite it’s best efforts, was never able to truly attain deerhood, and now spends it’s days being something wholly different.

Something that wanted to be a deer so very badly, but was turned away from the gates of deerhood, condemned to lurk in lonely the wilderness of liminality.

Monsters are monsters because they can’t be classified. The fear stems from our inability to understand what we are seeing. They are, by their very nature, unable to be understood. Which is why this is the most tragic kind of monster to me.

Something that, maybe now or in the past, didn’t want to be a monster.