bad photoshopping is good for the soul


Okay, so it’s not bad at all. The actual bad news is that I’m an ass who keeps spamming WIPs. What else am I good for? (Aside from being in a massive rut I don’t feel like rolling out of HA.)

Getting faster. Still constantly distracted, though.

Marvel’s cinematic universe gets vaster by the week, yet it still doesn’t contain as many semi-aquatic mammals as it should. Until now, that is…

And so the Flower People of Blargon 7 decided that they loved Benedict Cumberbatch more than anything else in the galaxy, and unanimously voted to make him their Perpetual Emperor of Fragrant Loveliness. To which he shrugged modestly and responded: “Oh crumpets.”

[Original picture from here, with thanks and apologies!]

First there was The Social Network. Then Grumpy Cat got a movie deal. Now I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before Hollywood comes knocking at my door, desperate to turn Otters Who Look Like Benedict Cumberbatch into a cinematic blockbuster. So I thought: why not start the ball rolling with a bit of pre-release hype?

Now all I have to do is think of an actual storyline, write a script, blackmail sweet-talk Benedict Cumberbatch into signing on, and train a thousand otters to do exactly what I tell them. How hard can it be…?