not for plebs

  • you: farm-owning aristocrat, duly performs ancestral rites, eats cabbage, follows the cursus honorum, respects the laws of the twelve tables, trades the sword for the plowshare
  • me: a member of the unruly plebs, plays dice games in taberna, demands land reforms, covets tyrian purple, revels in the decline of traditional values, spends every denarius on avocados

This site is ruining kids lives because lonely 14 year olds are going to school thinking “This popular 22 year old maoist satire blogger who got a shoutout from dril once said my weird communist text post was funny, that means im funny” and suddenly they cant connect with anyone their age because pleb humor is below them and theyre brainstorming USSR puns during math class and now they cant do basic algebra

Babe I'm Gonna Leave You
Led Zeppelin
Babe I'm Gonna Leave You

One of Led Zeppelin’s greatest songs is also an excellent rendition of The Plebs’ (Anne Bredon) original late 50s hit. The song was further covered by Joan Baez (in the early 60s) before Zeppelin added their touch to it.

“Dragon Age: Knight Errant #1 for Dark Horse Comics”

I’ve returned with new Dragon Age covers! There’s a new series, written by Nunzio DeFilippis and Christian Weir, art by Fernando Heinz Furukawa and cover art by some pleb. The first in the five issue series will release on May 10, 2017. So expect four more covers to come!

Thanks to AD Dave Marshall!

She was something else, she always had been. She was the kind of star that you couldn’t see with the naked eye in the night sky. She was bold and quiet at the same time, she was unique and she was destined for greatness.
Nothing we did was common. She liked theatre, wine and finer things in life and I was a pleb who liked video games, computers and cheap beer.
I always knew that she would go on to be more than what this town could offer, but what I didn’t anticipate was just how quick and deep I would fall for her.
And god I knew. I always knew she was not the type to choose love. She aspired for great things and love just never was a priority, neither was I. She aimed for the stars and goddamnit I knew, I knew all about her ambitions.
I don’t resent her, not anymore anyway. She had her priorities and I had mine. She chose fame; while I was the type to choose love.
—  excerpts from a book i’ll never write #23 // a.b
Observation of King Regis

So on my second play through I’m paying closer attention to details in FFXV and something struck out that I missed the first time around.  When King Regis received the prophecy that his son was the Chosen it is stated in the load screen that King Regis spent the next 15 years raising a son rather than a king.  That’s a profound statement.  Knowing that his son’s life would end young and not to actually rule over a kingdom, he opted to raise Noctis as normal as he possibly could, giving him opportunities to experience life.  This really makes more sense when you consider the decision to send a prince to a traditional public school with the “plebs” (as Prompto would have said).  This realization really pulled on my heartstrings.

Things I’ve learned after my first night of playing video games on PC after being a console player for 10+ years:

- I’m fucking stupid
- Furthermore I alt+tab’d unwillingly in the middle of a game in a desperate try of using shift ability
- I can already get only headshots as McCree while moving, jumping and rolling in the practice range with a fairly high sensitivity (am I a natural or is it lucky?)
- I’m positive I will get better at playing video games on PC than I was on console after how good it went
- I appear to use a claw grip without any conscious choice of doing so
- My hands are tiny, my wrists delicate (the skin on it that is, meanwhile it’s strong in itself from deadlifts lol) and my nails are long and get stuck in my keyboard(???)
- I already want to change my battlenet account name slightly, why is it so important to me!!!