Are you kidding me. Are you freaking KIDDING me. Fifteen years we’ve been speculating on why Red gave up being Champion to live all the way out on godforsaken Mt. Silver, and as it turns out, it had nothing to do with him being a mysterious loner, or wanting to challenge himself, or getting stronger, or escaping any old demons from his past.
NOPE. As it turns out, Mt. Silver was just the only place on the goddamn map where Red could find 880 lbs. of food every day to feed his greedy fucking Snorlax. That’s all. That’s it. Mystery solved.
There are not words for how done I currently am with this series. Fuck it. I give up. Done. I’m out.
the monday morning clip in episode 4 s3 was so wild like isak and even were trying to have a casual conversation “are you going to party?” “lol no… I MEAN maybe are you going to party?” “yeah i thought yeah wanna pre drink together?” “sure sure sure coolcoolcoolcool” as if they didn’t almost kiss three days earlier
i mean look at them. these nerds are terrible at playing cool
just wanted to drop by and say thank you for all the nice and cute messages about my bald head, i was overwhelmed by all the positivity (especially on tumblr) and instead of answering every single ask, lemme just say big fat THANK YOU to all of you who took their precious time to write me♥ it really means a lot to me and i appreciate it♥
TC: all my life i believed at a fuckin paradise to come what held the most baller, darkest of carnivals to join. TC: AND A PROPHECY TC: to tell all about a band of rowdy and capricious minstrels steeped in the good harshwhimsy. TC: THE MIRTHFUL MESSIAHS WERE FORETOLD TO BE CRASHING THAT FUCKING PIE STAND AND BRING THE HOLY RUCKUS.
Day three of Gamzee Week is Clown themed! So obvs the thing to do is FLIP MY SHIT and take a cannonball into the deep end of clown religion because THAT’S MY JAM.