rat kill

listen, at the end of the day the outsider is just a punk 15 year old who got murdered and made into a whale god so he can give depressed people void powers. he just wants to watch corvo eat rats. I can’t kill him

There is an entire episode of Avatar the Last Airbender where a terrifying old witch literally controls the blood running through people’s bodies, holds them prisoner, and makes them do her bidding. In one scene, she graphically kills a rat by taking the blood from inside it and squeezing the life out of it.

But you know, Zuko and Katara sharing a kiss and being a couple would’ve been too “dark and upsetting” for young children

linguini from ratatouille is such a little bitch???? he’s so mean to remi and then remi is like “u know what???? i’m feeding my hungry family instead of cooking this ungrateful bitch an omelette” and then linguini comes in and is like “YOU BITCH!!!!!!! This is MY food!!! you rat thief!!!” but like,,,,, he is living off Remi’s work???? He would be no one without it!!!!! and then this BITCH is like “if you come back here i’ll KILL YOU” like???? chill???? his family ate a few grapes it’s not a big deal oh my GOD 🙄🙄 and then he’s like “aaaa i fucked uppppp” and he is like an awful boyfriend too why wasn’t this movie about Colette

  • Bioware: How will we deal with the players' decisions in the next installment? How can we respect their choices without descending into an endless number of permutations we can't feasibly program, or making the lore prohibitive to new players? What if the Warden did the ritual? How do we make that important without cutting off players who didn't? If a Shepard falls in the forest and no one is around to hear, does -
  • Bethesda: I recognize the player has made a decision, but given it's a stupid-ass decision, I have elected to ignore it.
The Wit of PG Wodehouse

“Unseen in the background, Fate was quietly slipping lead into the boxing-glove.”

“I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.”

“She looked away. Her attitude seemed to suggest that she had finished with him, and would be obliged if somebody would come and sweep him up.”

“Marriage is not a process for prolonging the life of love, sir. It merely mummifies its corpse.”

“The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun.”

“A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life’s gas-pipe with a lighted candle.”

“Everything in life that’s any fun, as somebody wisely observed, is either immoral, illegal or fattening.”

“As for Gussie Fink-Nottle, many an experienced undertaker would have been deceived by his appearance and started embalming on sight.”

“This is a bit steep, Jeeves!”
“Approaching the perpendicular, sir.”

“Freddie experienced the sort of abysmal soul-sadness which afflicts one of Tolstoy’s Russian peasants when, after putting in a heavy day’s work strangling his father, beating his wife, and dropping the baby into the city’s reservoir, he turns to the cupboards, only to find the vodka bottle empty.”

“I’m not absolutely certain of the facts, but I rather fancy it’s Shakespeare who says that it’s always just when a fellow is feeling particularly braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with the bit of lead piping.”

“There is enough sadness in life without having fellows like Gussie Fink-Nottke going about in sea boots.”

“A slight throbbing about the temples told me that this discussion had reached saturation point.”

“At the age of eleven or thereabouts women acquire a poise and an ability to handle difficult situations which a man, if he is lucky, manages to achieve somewhere in the later seventies.”

“This was not Aunt Dahlia, my good and kindly aunt, but my Aunt Agatha, the one who chews broken bottles and kills rats with her teeth.”

“Like so many cows, it lacked sustained dramatic interest.”

“It was one of those cases where you approve the broad, general principle of an idea but can’t help being in a bit of a twitter at the prospect of putting it into practical effect. I explained this to Jeeves, and he said much the same thing had bothered Hamlet.”

“He had the look of one who had drunk the cup of life and found a dead beetle at the bottom.”

“Out on the course each morning you could see the representatives of every nightmare style that was ever invented. There was the man who seemed to be attempting to deceive his ball and lull it into a false security by looking away from it and then making a lightning slash in the apparent hope of catching it off its guard. There was the man who wielded his mid-iron like one killing snakes. There was the man who addressed his ball as if he were stroking a cat, the man who drove as if he were cracking a whip, the man who brooded over each shot like one whose heart is bowed down by bad news from home, and the man who scooped with his mashie as if he were ladling soup.”

“He had just about enough intelligence to open his mouth when he wanted to eat, but certainly no more.”

“What ho!” I said.
“What ho!” said Motty.
“What ho! What ho!”
“What ho! What ho! What ho!”
After that it seemed rather difficult to go on with the conversation.

“She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say ‘when’.”

“I always advise people never to give advice.”

“If there is one thing I dislike, it is the man who tries to air his grievances when I wish to air mine.”

“It was one of those parties where you cough twice before you speak and then decide not to say it after all.”

“I know I was writing stories when I was five. I don’t know what I did before that. Just loafed, I suppose.”

“If he had a mind, there was something on it.”

“The voice of Love seemed to call to me, but it was a wrong number.”

“Jeeves lugged my purple socks out of the drawer as if he were a vegetarian fishing a caterpillar out of his salad.”

“The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun.”

“He resembled a minor prophet who had been hit behind the ear with a stuffed eel-skin.”

“I don’t suppose she would recognize a deep, beautiful thought if you handed it to her on a skewer with tartare sauce.”

“Before my eyes he wilted like a wet sock.”

“There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself 'Do trousers matter?’ ”
“The mood will pass, sir.”

“I have no doubt that you could have flung bricks by the hour in England’s most densely populated districts without endangering the safety of a single girl capable of becoming Mrs. Augustus Fink-Nottle without an anaesthetic.”

“It was a confusion of ideas between him and one of the lions he was hunting in Kenya that had caused A. B. Spottsworth to make the obituary column. He thought the lion was dead, and the lion thought it wasn’t.”

Since everyone loves bringing up how much trauma Sansa has been through, I thought I’d highlight all the Starklings’ devastating experiences over the years to show how everyone’s got it bad here, folks.

Arya: forced to kill a boy in order to avoid capture by the Lannisters, had to feed on raw pigeons while hiding and homeless in Flea Bottom, had her hair traumatically sawed off whilst simultaneously thinking she was going to be killed by Yoren, threatened with rape and sodomy by lowborn men who would absolutely carry it out against someone they thought a peasant, enslaved at Harrenhal and physically abused by soldiers when she “stepped out of line,” physically abused by the Hound, witnessed both Grey Wind being slaughtered as well as his head on Robb’s corpse paraded around by Freys, physically abused by the order of the Faceless Men, made to witness her only friend in Braavos’ disgusting murder, relentlessly stabbed in the stomach by her colleague, chased like a rat and forced to kill her opponent

Bran: thrown out a high window because he witnessed incestuous treason and is subsequently paralyzed for life, attacked by wildlings and nearly killed, have someone he grew up alongside forcibly take his home and have his caretakers killed, made to live in the woods and on the run with little in the way of food or shelter, starving and freezing on the way north to sort out his horrific visions, nearly killed by outlaw Black Brothers, watches one of his few friends die from a wight wound, has the Others come to slaughter his mentor, his wolf, the children, and his loyal companion Hodor, freezing in the dead of winter on the way back to Winterfell

Jon: dehumanized by the woman who helps run his home, abused by his teachers at the Wall, burns his hand saving the Commander with permanent burns, made to kill Qhorin Halfhand though he doesn’t want to, begins a sexual relationship with a wildling on threat of death, clawed by an eagle, made to struggle back to the Wall with arrow wounds on his body, ambushed and mutilated by his Brothers of the Watch, put through a resurrection he did not want, watched his little brother Rickon die by the hand of a man who took Winterfell and tainted it, was put through a traumatic battle in which death seemed all but certain

anonymous asked:

buck if the avengers were animals what animals would they be???? thank you

i assume you mean based on personality, and not which avengers have been turned into which animals lately.
what has happened to my life that that is even a question i have to ask??

anyway, steve would be a dog. everyone is right on the money on that one; hed be big, fluffy, loyal as hell, appetite the size of rhode island and love to play fetch. and also have the bite power to sever a mans hand if he was so inclined. you would trust him with a baby but also to eat the face off anyone who threatened that baby. well. maybe not EAT. he does have SOME standards. theoretically.

tony would be a raven. reputation associated with death, but personality of a class clown–likes pranks, messing with people, and trying new stuff. dedicated to family and intelligent as hell. chatty. tool user. did you know ravens can people-talk? if they couldnt, im sure tony would figure out how anyways.

nat would be a swan. beautiful, graceful, but at the top of the do-not-fuck-with list in most animals books. mates for life and more loyal than you would think, with a take no shit and no prisoners attitude. i have a healthy terror of swans, as does any sane human being.

clint would also be a dog, but not like steve. hed be one of those scrappy little terrier mutts that descend from a working breed that are supposed to do things like kill rats. just as loyal and smart and fun-loving as the big guys, but makes up for lack of size with pure tenacity. and so scruffy its cute.

bruce would be an elephant. smart and social, with strong emotional bonds, generally calm and compassionate, but never something you want to be standing in front of when it gets pissed. also really enjoys peanuts?

thor would be a lion. content to chill out most of the time, and more social than most cats, but also totally down to throw down on a moment’s notice. pretty smart but not somebody you ever wanna cross. majestic as anything. 

i would be a bear. likes a lot of food in large quantities, and i would love to sit in a river and let dinner fling itself into my mouth. asleep like half of the time. big and badass but generally pretty chill, and smarter than you might think. also a faster runner than you might expect (that’s not really about me, bears can just run at like 35 mph which is a thought to keep you up at night.) and if theres one thing everyone knows about bears, it is that you do not mess with what they are protecting.
also they are opposed to forest fires?? not sure what that has to do with anything, but i guess i can get behind it

little 616 tony things to remember:

- calling his date’s friend for help on what to wear
- green sunglasses pink superstar jacket
- facing the world but sinking into an existential crisis when a kid doesn’t like him
- praying he’s not drunk when he wakes up in the morning
- aggressively longing for inner peace
- high key avengers nostalgia
- asking and remembering stark industries employees names
- personally lending a hand in the rehabilitation process of known criminals
- “don’t you believe in dreams?”
- broken mirrors
- divine comedy references
- “malory” and “captain america” passwords
- the “&$&@ it, fire everything” protocol
- waking up in a hospital and, “don’t sedate me, i’m an alcoholic”
- to a little girl “don’t be frightened. i’ll be right back. and one day, you can sing me a song”
- riding on the back of the motorcycle
- using pictures of his girlfriend as a bookmark
- “this is a heist movie”
- stark datashades
- the blonde clean-shaven steve rogers-esque undercover look
- casually owning a captain america costume
- sad post-mortem videos
- growing up as a “sensitive boy” who cried ~too much
- james bond references
- drawing heart shapes on fogged glass
- getting his nose broken trying to defend a woman from harassment
- keeping wedding pictures of happy and pepper on his mantelpiece like an actual grandmother
- having vivaldi play as soon as he steps into the house
- extreme sports junkie
- “the drink or the dream?”
- talking about both “tony stark” and “iron man” as entities separate from each other and separate from himself
- a part of him is dead and the other is screaming in pain
- space fascination
- rollerskates
- being scared of the dark
- feeling bad about killing sewer rats and lizards
- FEAR OF COCKROACHES
- horoscope nerd
- e X t r e M e horoscope nerd
- wanting to die but not dying because he doesn’t think he has done enough even though he also thinks he’s done too much lol “necessary monster”
- weird choices for sleeping places
- the “grinding but hollow feeling” that makes him want to drink
- slipping AA sayings into casual conversation
- tony’s personal christmas shopping = christmas shopping for people at the homeless shelter he funds
- christmas wish: “someone to watch over me”
- hating magic
- hiring anyone who demonstrates valor on the spot (pepper potts, happy hogan, marcy pearson, etc) almost like he’s knighting them 😎
- broken bones and coughing blood inside the armors
- when the suit fails: “don’t be a coffin”
- disturbing medical protocols
- the creepy satanic undertones in several of his nightmares
- not believing in heaven and hell but believing he’d go to hell if it existed
- also high key wondering if he IS in hell
- to be continued

Daniel the Rat

Context: We’re in a mineshaft, asked to clear it out of any unwanted creatures - everything currently in it.

Dm: You enter the room and see six rats picking around. They notice you, but don’t seem terrible interested.

Chaotic Good Bard: I attempt to pick up the rat. *rolls animal handling, nat 20*

Dm: You pick up the rat and it sort of cuddles into you.

Chaotic neutral monk: I punch one of the remaining rats.

(Initiative is rolled, it comes back to the Bard)

Bard: I stab the rat I’m holding.

Party: (general uproar)

Bard OOC: What? I’m chaotic good. Hurting a rat isn’t evil. *rolls attack*

Dm: well…he'a bleeding, but not dead.

Bard ooc: Guess I’ll just hold onto Daniel and keep stabbing, then.

Monk ooc: YOU NAMED HIM?

Bard ooc: yeah he’s cute

(Next turn, bard has been bitten by a different rat)

Bard ooc: I’d like to hit the rat biting me with Daniel.

Dm: This poor rat, dude. Fine.

Bard: *rolls enough to kill the rat biting him*

Dm: You’re a monster.

Bard ooc: I didn’t wanna let go of Daniel. I’m trying to kill him quickly.

Dm: YOU’RE DOING A BAD JOB