that kind of is the point

The Noid infected pop culture so much in the ‘80s that he crossed into the realm of t-shirts, toys, and video games. But he mercifully disappeared from our TV screens by the '90s, not because the ads weren’t selling pizzas, but because of the kind of public relations nightmare that only a mentally ill gunman could create.

In January 1989, a man carrying a .357 Magnum revolver broke into an Atlanta Domino’s restaurant and held two employees hostage for five hours. 

Eventually, the hostages escaped and the man was apprehended. His name? Kenneth Lamar Noid.

That was no coincidence. Kenneth Noid had been suffering from a dark carnival of brain problems that led him to believe that the bombardment of TV commercials inviting pizza fans to “avoid the Noid” were making fun of him, personally. The advertising campaign drove his psychosis to the point that he believed the Domino’s Pizza Illuminati were breaking into his apartment while he was away to monitor him.

5 Dark Real-Life Followups To Movies And TV

if you ever ask a woman who’s clearly in a bad mood “are you ok” and she says “i’m fine!”, she’s not trying to like, wrap you into her unwinnable haunted carnival game of emotional manipulation. she probably immediately began to second guess every contributing factor to her bad mood when you pointed it out

you could have literally slapped a strangers ass and then called her dog a slut and in the .5 seconds she takes to collect her thoughts before the “i’m fine!!!” she thinks well maybe there was a bee on that butt and i mean coco is kind of promiscuous for a schnauzer yeah i’m fine i’m fine (she’s not)

  • leafs fans: it's kind of hard to say who the best player is, auston is obviously AMAZING and mitch has been racking up the points like crazy, even kadri is having a break out year. it's just. i don't know who the best player is, they're all so good.
  • Freddie: *is injured*
  • leafs fans: we will never feel happiness again

Episode I: Qui-Gon Jinn:  << part I >> << part II >> << part III >> << part IV >> << part V >>

Let’s talk about Silver some more

All right, @spanishgalleons,  I promised a reply, here it is, after watching that episode again. 

You said:

I would argue that Flint has never truly accepted all the parts of his past at any given time. It’s kind of the whole tragedy of his character. He twists his truth to fit his aims because it’s the only way he can survive. To me, in contrast, Silver at this point is a person who has accepted his past. I don’t think it’s an attitude he can carry on and I certainly think it’s something he has now learned from Flint. And I think he has been blindly working quite hard all season not to become him.

I think we have to make a distinction between your past as something that shapes you and as something that defines you. Both Flint and Silver are shaped by their past (an undeniable truth for every single human being that has ever existed, safe for the occasional amnesiac), but while Flint lets himself be entirely defined by it, Silver tries very hard not to let his past define him. Which is an admirable goal in itself, but I would argue that Silver is taking the whole thing a step too far by pretending that his past is not relevant to who he is.

Flint has been consumed by his past, that’s his tragedy: the fact that he hasn’t found a way to leave it behind. For Silver, his refusal to address his past - even in a conversation with someone he considers a trusted friend, someone who has confided in him and kindly asks him to do the same - is an avoidance that is equally tragic. It’s not born from acceptance, it’s born from denial. Flint is caught in the past because he has nothing to live for in the present, Silver is caught in the present because he cannot stand to look at the past. 

Of all the characters in this show, I think that Charles Vane and Max come closest to accepting their past by admitting that it shaped them, and accepting that it partly motivates them, but refusing to let it define them. When Max says to Grandma Guthrie, “What does it matter?” that’s a different thing because we, as the audience, already know the important things. We don’t expect Max to reveal her backstory to a stranger - it’s a rational choice for her not to disclose the details and extent of her suffering to a woman she’s just met. But as the audience, we’ve been there with her for some of her defining moments, and we’ve been told about others in an earlier episode. The entire situation is completely different than Silver’s refusal to reciprocate in a situation that is all about mutual trust between two people. 

Flint has revealed his past to Silver because Silver has asked. We can safely assume that Silver is the only person that Flint has ever willingly told this story. And Silver refuses to do the same. That’s not the behavior of a man who has accepted his past - it’s the behavior of a man who is scared of what he sees when he looks at it. 

And here’s the beautiful thing Flint says when they first start fencing: 

“Your opponent’s wrist is from whence the attack is born, but it’s its past tense, from which it cannot separate itself. The end of he blade by the time it arrives is its present tense, which also cannot be denied.”

If that doesn’t sum up the problem that Silver is facing here, it don’t know what does. Silver says that he has given up on trying to find any kind of coherence in his past. He’s refusing to attach meaning to it. But this lack of meaning - this lack of identity - leads to a dangerous void that only Silver’s present can fill. He lives in the moment because there’s nothing else, but that behavior is no less damaging than Flint’s inability to let go of his war.. 

As for Silver trying not to turn into Flint - well, he has quite obviously failed in that, and I think that on top of that, he’s pretty much in denial about it. Between the two of them, I think that Silver has an even greater capacity to delude himself. I think he’s fooling himself constantly about his share of responsibility in a lot of things. It’s been made pretty obvious in this episode, with Hands pointing out how Silver was perfectly fine with putting his men at risk, the exact same way Flint has put his men at risk in the past. But where Flint has done it in a way that is actually justitfiable, as somehow serving the greater good (even though we know that’s not why he does it), Silver doesn’t have that justification: his reasons are entirely selfish, caused by this lack of meaning in his past that is directly responsible for his current fear of losing everything he has won. As Madi points out, as Flint points out. Silver is entirely driven by fear.

That isn’t a man who is at peace with who he is. 

Very early on in their fencing training, Flint points out that Silver is “insinuating himself into other people’s stories”. That’s what happens when you have no own to tell, either for lack of glory (I think it’s entire possible that Silver has always been a bit of a pretender, and feels this constant need to hide his own unworthiness and perecived inadequacy), or because your story is so tragic and traumatic that you can’t bear to tell it. In any case, I think it’s pretty clear that what Silver is doing to cope is not a healthy and mature thing to do. 


So there I was thinking I was ready for this cyclone. The yard is clear, all the stuff from the outside laundry and the veranda has been brought inside. The bathroom is about to become a chicken habitat, and the spare room is about to become a cat habitat. 

Also, at some point I need to pack for Melbourne today, because if we lose power I won’t get a chance to do laundry before I go. 

Anyway, there I was lugging shit into the study (which is where all the laundry and yard stuff ended up) and suddenly I hear a high-pitched mewing. It doesn’t sound like any of my three idiots, but I check anyway. Sam’s on the table, looking around for the source of the sound. Simba’s asleep on my bed. And Grub–who sounds like a squeaky bellows and kind of gets really high-pitched when she’s caught a lizard–is staring at me like somehow whatever is making that noise is all my fault. 

I went and checked the front yard. 

And then I happened to look out onto the road, across the intersection. And there, sitting in the middle of the road is a kitten. It’s just sitting, and yowling in its sad, pathetic kitten way. 

Meanwhile, I got three hours sleep last night, and I’m not wearing shoes. Or a bra. And let’s just call me generously proportioned, okay? 

And that’s when I see the 4WD heading down the street towards the kitten. 

I rush out of my gate and hurry towards the kitten, one arm across my boobs to keep them from trying to smash me in the face, and one arm frantically waving at the driver of the 4WD to stop. 

The driver did not stop. In fact, she waved as she drove past. I’m pretty sure she thought she was humouring the crazy braless lady. 

Anyway, she also didn’t run over the kitten which was nice. 

Long story short, I now have a kitten in my spare room, three really annoyed cats, I still haven’t got the bathroom ready for the chickens yet, and how the fuck is this my life even? Why, in times of crisis, does the universe throw animals at me? Every. Damn. Time.

So far all the kitten has done is clean out the dust bunnies from under my spare bed. Good on her! 

But I’m taking suggestions for names. I can’t just call her “the kitten” while I’m waiting for an owner to claim her! (la la la, I’m not listening, no, she is not mine, la la la!) 

anonymous asked:

I wish people could realize that the majority of US artists that are noticing BTS now are not doing it because they truly care about them but only because they get attention from armys that keep asking for collabs to EVERYONE (pretty annoying, if you ask me). They don't like them for real, they only like the popularity BTS have and want to use that. And honestly, BTS don't need to collab with anyone to get attention, they're doing pretty fine without it.

erh, I don’t agree with some of your points here but I do understand where you’re coming from. I for one think it’s also very annoying how some ARMYs mention just about anyone to collab with bangtan. I think to some degree it can be annoying to these other artists too. I get the intention but I hope ARMYs would know when to stop. Also, bangtan doesn’t do collabs for attention.

I don’t agree about your point wherein other artists only mentions bangtan for attention. that’s kind of a very arrogant attitude…? bangtan is popular but it’s not like ARMYs attention makes these US artists earn anything. “They don’t like them for real, they only like the popularity BTS have and want to use that.” Use what for what? It’s not like we’re buying these other artists albums or songs too or whatever hehe~ In fact, I think it’s nice of these artists to mention bangtan in one way or another. It’s just like a “hi! hello!” in cyberspace.

Also sometimes it’s also ARMYs who keep asking and mentioning them on twitter to say something about Bangtan that’s why they do it. So it’s nice of them if they do and we should just leave it at that~

anonymous asked:

I've seen a few posts about what Supernatural would be like if HBO or Netflix had it, and ugh, do I wish that could have been the case, and I think they should buy the rights for the final season because it could be awesome haha in our dreams, right?...but then I also think about how devastating it could be if HBO or Netflix had it lol. A trade I would be willing to make, none the less.

Heh so yeah I have mused on this point before as well. I guess the thing is, consider the kind of concepts that Supernatural explores:

Hell, demons, monsters, ghosts, witchcraft, death, religion, torture, violence, murder.

It would be a horrifying show if that were the case. 

Have you seen the show Penny Dreadful? it was pretty awesome. Its set in Victorian England and its all about the Victorian Gothic monster stories like Frankenstein and Dorian Gray, and Warewolves are in it, and the devil is in it as is Dracula and other Vampires… Also two of the main male characters fucked each other the first time they met… soooo yeah. 

Penny Dreadful is a Showtime show, so I guess its a similar kind of network to HBO. Therefore this is as close a show as I can imagine to Supernatural being on HBO/ Netflix that is currently available. 

With Penny Dreadful as my template therefore, here are some things that I think we would see on Supernatural if it were a cable show:

  • Dean is openly bisexual and is seen sleeping with men and women… sometimes at the same time.
  • Sam’s whole BoyKing arc is much darker and more graphic in the way Penny’s arc with the devil was *shudders*.

  • We would see Dean in hell. It would not be pretty.

  • The monsters would actually be really fucking horrifying.

  • The gory stuff would be even gorier. 

  • Dean and Cas would have hooked up in season 4. 

  • They would have then proceeded to have an on again off again relationship that spanned the course of the show. They are of course endgame.

  • But really fucked up stuff happens to them all the time.

  • we would see demons true faces.

  • Including Deans.

  • Dean and Crowleys relationship would have been super twisted.

  • What happened with Dean and Alistair.

  • What happened with Sam and Lucifer.

  • *shudders*

  • We would see Angel’s true forms (or an interpretation of them)

  • We would see angel wings

  • The characters would suffer SO MUCH more than they currently do. I mean in really twisted fucked up ways.

  • It would also be hauntingly beautiful at times. Like when Dorian and Lily dance in the ballroom with blood pouring out of their wounds. I wanna see moments like that on Supernatural. The mix of the beautiful and the horrifying.

  • There’d also be a shit ton of swearing… just the idea of Cas saying the word ‘fuck’ gets me all hot and bothered. LOL.
  • It would NOT have a happy ending. This is just from my experience watching darker shows on HBO/Netflix. They tend to have dark endings that leave me either angry or in tears. This is the downside i guess.

Anyway, would it be better? In some ways OF COURSE. But I also don’t think it would have gone on for as long as it did….I also just remembered True Blood. That was a vampire show on HBO so that’s another good comparison for what Supernatural could have been. Though I have never seen that series and my only knowledge of it is my friends description which was “Vampire Pornography”. So um yeah? Maybe also more pornographic. I suppose that would go down well on tumblr anyway! 

anonymous asked:

Just a random question I had. So since Hanzo kind of given up. Would you add example Widowmaker or Symmetra as like a really close female friend for Hanzo, which might make Jesse jealous? Or are you not into the jealous type plot just a question

No worries! This is why my askbox is here.

I think right now Jesse truly believes he is in love with Reyes to the point that he kind of has blinders on as far as other people’s feelings towards him go, so even if Hanzo had some hot friends or potential dates around, Jesse would probably be more protective than jealous at the moment. As for Hanzo, while he still definitely loves Jesse, he’s accepted that even though he wants him, he didn’t move fast enough and now he just has to deal with it. In his mind, if he forced Jesse to choose him or Reyes on the spot, even if things worked out in his favour, it would always sort of taint their relationship. He would rather still have Jesse in his life at least as a friend, even if they never reach a romantic stage the way he really wants. 

I don’t want to totally yank people’s chains, so SPOILER kind of: they’re gonna get together eventually but I’m trying to make it so it’s at least a little bit of a natural progression if that makes sense. 

plus I feel like I’ve been dramatic enough with the pining and tangled relationships, it’d probably be hell if I threw another person in there :’)

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Keith works out, Lance ogles happily, Pidge tries to analyze the nature of their PDA ... she swiftly regrets all the things.

Some very kind people have sent me some very kind asks and made me feel better about being sick lately — and suddenly, my fingers were doing a thing on the keyboard? This thing, specifically? Just, everyone is so very nice, and I hope you like this silly little one-shot about silly space boys :) (Special shout-out to the anonymous person that called out this idea before I posted! Such amazing psychic powers! :D)


“But seriously, if my calculations are correct — shut your mouth, Lance, they are always correct — then Keith is initiating fifty two point seven percent of the times you make me want to invent brain bleach.” Pidge pauses to push her glasses up her nose. “Keith, care to offer some insight into this?”

“No.” Keith resumes lifting weights. Really, discovering the Castle’s weight room was one of the worst things that could have happened to Lance — now his boyfriend split his free time between training simulations and tossing around heavy things/running on treadmills. 

The Red Paladin had become a gym rat. The Blue Paladin was not surprised.

Also, Keith didn’t need more muscles, as Lance didn’t need that kind of heart attack. Even if watching those bicep strain was … nice.

“My boo is just too hot to trot for my banging bod,” Lance says proudly, flexing his own (not quite as big but still very impressive) biceps.

Keith stops lifting weights so he can face palm. Pidge stares up towards the heavens in supplication.

“That’s going in my notes as one of the top five worst things you’ve ever said. Maybe top three.” Pidge actually takes out her computer to write it down.

Keith, with his face still buried in one hand, points with his other and says, “I don’t know if I can kiss that mouth at all today. That was horrifying.”

“Fifty two point seven percent, querido,” Lance cheerfully reminds him. “Ain’t nobody buying what you’re selling.”

Keith shoots Pidge a despairing glance. “I mean, was the pining that bad, really? Would it be so terrible to go back to that?”

Lance has taken a seat directly across from Keith, lifting a set of weights (they were barbells with rocks on either end — Coran had said something about how one could alter the density, thereby making them heavier/lighter, but Lance had immediately gotten distracted by challenging everyone to a weight lifting competition and somehow it ended with Hunk bench-pressing Lance and Pidge, and Shiro trying to throw Keith over their heads? Lance still doesn’t quite understand what happened there).

“I feel like the reason Keith is macking on me in public more is because he’s kinda into the fact that he can,” Lance explains, grunting a little as he tries to mimic Keith’s moves. “I mean, the pining was so real — he had been staring lingeringly at me from afar for so long, and now it’s like, free pass to grope all the time.” Lance winks at Keith, who is venturing to peek at him from between his fingers. “Because you do. Have a free pass. To grope. Put your hands any —”

“I know.” Keith lifts his weights with relative ease, a small smile pulling on his lips. “And yeah, Pidge. Maybe that’s part of it.”

“Part of it?” Lance asks, somewhat breathlessly as he switches arms since his right one was starting to ache from the effort. “Dude. All of it. Your thirstiness is not to be denied.”

Pidge rolls her eyes, jotting down a few more notes from her perch on the jungle gym (like, with actual vines for swinging and bouncy giant lily pads — Lance could not get over how cool Alteans were). “Believe it or not, I actually came to that conclusion on my own — Keith is now thirty six point four percent more affectionate with everyone, not just you, Lance.”

“That’s … really sweet,” Lance says, feeling vaguely proud of both himself and Keith. The idea that he’s making Keith more willing to show his love to the rest of their space family … It’s a little humbling, and a lot of awesome. He can feel his cheeks heating up.

The weights Keith had been lifting are now on the floor as he walks over to Lance, lifting his shirt to wipe the sweat from his face. Lance is grinning at the flash of a still slightly soft tummy (Keith has muscle definition, but there’s a small bit of cushiness around his middle that Lance really loves). Lance stops grinning when Keith suddenly drops into his lap, straddling him on the bench without any warning.

“You’re forgetting something key, Pidge,” Keith is saying, glancing over his shoulder at the Green Paladin, who is looking annoyed and amused in equal parts.

“All right, enlighten me.” Pidge grimaces. “With as a little trauma as possible, if you please.”

“I think I’m gonna expire in a minute here, Pidge, mi hermanita querida, would you please spare me the humiliation and not witness this? Keith, whatever it is that you’re thinking —”

Keith covers his mouth with one hand, and Lance tries to speak past it, yelling his objections into the palm of a fingerless glove.

“See, notice how he can still talk?” Keith tilts his head in Lance’s direction, speaking with infuriating calm. “It’s a bit of a problem sometimes. But —”

The hand is gone. Lance is pissed off enough to start shouting, “Hey, you jackass, wail till I —”

Keith’s lips are on his. His mouth falls open automatically, and Lance sort of loses the thread of … reality. Pidge whips them both in the head with a towel, which is when his wondrous boyfriend pulls away, leaving Lance gaping, licking his lips, and contemplating if he should still be irritated.

“Efficient, no?” Keith asks, his dark eyes glinting.

Pidge is glaring at him. “Except for the brain bleach aspect. Which I am going to go work on now. With Hunk’s help, he is one hundred percent behind me on this. There are cameras in here, by the way, not that that’s ever stopped you before …” She gets up and walks out, though not before ruffling Lance’s hair and saying, “You’re such a goner, hermano.”

When she’s gone, and Lance is left with nothing but a smug Red Paladin sitting on his thighs, he huffs, jabbing at Keith’s chest. “So you’re kissing me to shut me up most of the time?”

“Not most of the time,” Keith admits, his smirk easing back into a smile. “But Pidge would have probably gagged if I told her the main reason.”

“It’s not the ‘can’t resist my stellar good looks’?” Lance pouts. “That’s a little disappointing.”

Keith presses a quick kiss to his mouth. He’s flushed from exercise, but Lance swears his cheeks get a little bit darker as he speaks, “It’s because half the time I think I’ve made up this whole stupid thing, okay? We got together at a freaking ball. There was a duel involved. And dancing in fancy suits.” Keith waves his hands around for emphasis before crossing his arms. “And we still argue like … It’s fine, but it feels like before sometimes, so I just … need to make sure it’s not. Like before.”

Lance follows these words until he understands where they’re leading and then … He’s blushing, and smiling, and pulling Keith in closer. “You … you need to make sure this is real. That you didn’t … dream it. Because … I’m that good of a dream, huh?”

Keith groans, burying his face in Lance’s shoulder. “Crap. Okay, backtrack, I never said anything, especially not that stupid, sugary pile of —”

“No, no take backs!” Lance sings. “I … sometimes have the same problem. So, uh, a good chunk of my forty seven point three percent contribution is exactly that.” He smiles up at Keith once the Red Paladin pulls back and sits up a little straighter in Lance’s lap.

“Yeah?” Keith leans down, his eyes fluttering shut.

“Yeah,” Lance whispers against his mouth … which is when a painfully loud alarm goes off, and they are simultaneously soaked in freezing water as sprinklers kick in. Lance shrieks. Keith falls backward off his lap to the now slippery floor.

“You have rooms. Go get in one!” Pidge yells over the Castle comm.

“Please!” That sounded like Shiro’s voice, a little distant from the microphone.

Lance is laughing and shivering, and Keith is back to being mortified, but they adhere to Pidge’s wishes (who knew what she might pull next? Lance wouldn’t put it past her to space them at this point), and take off running. Keith yanks Lance into the gym’s showers.

“No cameras in here,” Keith says, raising an eyebrow. “And I need a shower anyway.”

Lance is rendered speechless. He wonders if this counts as part of Keith’s fifty two point seven percent of PDA. He wonders if Pidge is all-knowing. And then there’s a shirt coming off, and warm water pouring from a shower head, Keith kicking off his shoes from inside the cubicle. Lance can’t think as Keith’s hands reach for his shorts … and then pause.

“Yeah, so you just wait right here — you can take your turn when I’m done.” Keith grins and slams the shower door in his face.

Lance wonders if there’s a way to flush a toilet on a space castle to turn the water into a frigid torture. He says as much out loud, kicking lightly at the door.

Keith is laughing, and Lance may or may not adore that sound more than any other in the universe, except for his mom’s affectionate scolding … So, he decides to wait until the Red Paladin is done and then do his best to up his percentage. Forty seven point three percent simply will not do, Lance thinks to himself with a goofy smile.


Random one-shot after Objects in Motion? I think so :) If y’all wanna read about the ball, duel, and dancing, head over there. Thank you to all the wondrous people who have been so awesome to me! You’re all way too amazing for words, but I hope you guys enjoy these above words as a random “thank you!” :D

anonymous asked:

how eould you describ the karamel fam? what sdvice you would give because you seem one of the most mature od the fandom

They are kind and caring. They are supportive, understanding, they tell the most amazing jokes, they are respectful, sweet, we take care of each other, and respect each other’s point of view. They made me a better person by helping to not engage to hate. They created a whole post with only Chris Wood pics. They are also open minded, highly critical people, but they are all strong. They have been enduring hate far longer than I have, they face it heads up, and many of them are the strongest people I know not only for that but also for what they lived. They have the sweetest soul, and make us feel better when we are down.
“If the world wants to stab you remember you body is made of stardust”(Fresno). (We are made of stardust - Carl Sagan).

anonymous asked:

The London is a deal breaker thing maybe comes from people pushing for a ga pm relationship saying that (in her book I assume) she says the two most important qualities in a partner are kindness and availability? And apparently those two things point to pm and not dd. 🙄🙄🙄

I don’t know about PM, but I know David is kind and probably more available that we think. Is it a complete coincidence that he lives in LA most of the time, and flies to NY every time Gillian goes there? Maybe. But maybe not. 

anonymous asked:

I really do mostly agree with what you are saying. But Killian leaving in this episode without telling her seems so out of character. And then you have her saying she needs to move on (although you're right I completely agree about the out of context aspect of it). There's drama and angst and then there's changing the character's characterizations to fit the drama and angst and I feel like it's kind of gone that way with this. But please feel free to tell me I'm wrong!!

Well since you told me to feel free–you’re wrong. LOLOL And here’s why–in my opinion of course.

I don’t know if you read my bullet points but in this last set I talked about the idea of being driven by fear. How it causes people to do things they wouldn’t normally do. Which doesn’t mean it’s out of character. It just means it’s done without the benefit of a clear head.

Killian is afraid here. He’s afraid of losing Emma. Afraid he’s lost the man he wants to be. But instead of sitting in a bar drinking rum and getting back in touch with his pirate side what’s he doing?? 

He’s desperately searching for the man who is worthy of Emma.

What in the world could be more in character than that?

Bring it on.

Plus, we viewers know that in the end he had no intention of leaving. He was heading back. Without Gideon’s interference he would have been back at Emma’s side.

Interference by a budding baby sociopath negates the idea of out of character.

As for Emma–it remains to be seen exactly how her emotions play out but I’m confident they’re not going to be of the “I’m moving on because I don’t love him anymore” variety. That’s not gonna happen. Will we see a reappearance of the walls? I don’t think so. Maybe a rice paper room divider at most.

It’s very clear the two halves of that line in the promo are spliced together. Only reason to do that is to mislead. The second half of that line may well have something to do with Gideon.

Another thing I talked about in the bullet points is a character/relationship facing a defining moment. This is one for CS. And I have 100% confidence they are going to face it like the kickass, and totally in love, pirate and savior we know them to be.


whimzywildangel  asked:

Haven’t seen you in awhile. Let’s see… how h/c for TFP or Bay Optimus reverting to a protoform, being raised by a human, but later regaining his memory. What kind of child is he and how does he break the news to his human “parent” when he remembers who he really is?

TFP Optimus Prime:

  • As a protoform, he’s pretty shy and quiet - and kind of clingy. He’ll hang on to the back of your shirt and stumble along behind you, even if you’re just at home
  • He’s a little flustered by the situation, to be honest, when he regains his memories, especially since he’s still technically a protoform
  • He breaks the news almost as soon as he can, since he doesn’t see a point in keeping it from you
  • That means it’ll come out of the blue though. You’ll both just be sitting and he just kind of blurts it out
  • You just kind of have to roll with it for a while, though it’s awkward to take care of him after that - since he still can’t do a lot of things for himself at his development
  • Eventually you can hand him off to Ratchet to figure out how to get him back to normal
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Things I randomly think should happen on call the midwife part 1 of ???

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Oh… this moss is living. Is it gem-possesed like most things they’ve been dealing with before?

She did? Why would Rose need to plant that?

I guess she really liked flowers, and nature in general, judging by all the roses on everything related to her, she might’ve been some kind of a gardener.

If Rose could create living mosses and overpowered laser light cannons, imagine how much of a powerful person she was, holy shit.

I just want to point out how sad Pearl sounds when talking about Rose being gone. I noticed that in Laser Light Cannon as well. The three of them (plus Greg) apparently had to deal with the grief, but perhaps Pearl was the one who took it the hardest, or at least this is how she’s been acting.

I mean that’s… an extraordinary fetish, Rose. Not going to judge you, though.

Interesting, apparently Rose was really loving and caring, this explains some traits of Steven’s personality.

I’m happy we’re finally getting somewhat a sense of what Rose was like.