the satellite mind

MBTI types as Night Vale proverbs

istj: “There’s a difference between your, you’re, and yarn. Yarn isn’t even pronounced the same way. It’s a completely different word.”

isfj: “Knock, knock. Who’s there? Orange. Orange who? Orange you glad I didn’t say your mother’s in the hospital? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Is there anything I can do? Listen, I’ll drive you over there. We’ll leave right now. Grab a coat, it’s a little cold out. I’m so sorry.”

infj: “You won’t sleep when you’re dead, either.”

intj: “At your smallest components, you are indistinguishable from a forest fire.”

istp: “You can’t get blood from a turnip. Listen you need some blood? I can totally get you some blood. Set that turnip down and follow me to the blood. There’s a lot of blood.”

isfp: “Ignore all the haters telling you that everything isn’t a sandwich. Everything is a sandwich.”

infp: "Feeling lost? Like you have no goal in life? Like you’re covered in dirt and wet leaves? Like you’re an earthworm? Are you an earthworm? Kinda sounds like you’re an earthworm, actually.“

intp: "Soccer is also commonly known as football, Canadian baseball, American football, violent jogging, and World War II.”

estp: “You can lead a horse to water, and you can lead a horse into water, and you can swim around with the horse and have fun.”

esfp: “On this day in history: mundanity, and terror, and food, and love, and trees.”

enfp: “If you love something, set it free. If it starts flying around and chirping, it was probably a bird.”

entp: “Everything that happens, happens for a reason. Except ostriches. What the hell, man?”

estj:  “Please keep all arms and legs inside the car at all times. Also, you are under arrest. Why is your car full of limbs? Whose are these?”

esfj:  “Listen, I’m not a hero. The real heroes are the people that point out to us when protesters have smart phones, thus invalidating all concerns.”

enfj: “Thank you for your interest in a life free of pain. We are not accepting applications at this time. Please try again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again…”

entj: “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single command from a satellite-activated mind control chip.”

wtnv proverb sentence starters.
  • look to the north.  keep looking.
  • there’s a special place in hell.  it’s really hip.  very exclusive.
  • a million dollars isn’t cool.
  • you know what’s cool?  a basilisk.
  • it must be 3:23 P.M. somewhere.  maybe space?
  • today is the last day of your life up to this point.
  • if i said you had a beautiful body, would it even matter because we are so insignificant in this vast, incomprehensible universe?
  • werner herzog is the most interesting person.
  • pain is just weakness leaving the body – and then being replaced by pain. lots of pain.
  • the human soul weighs 21 grams, smells like grilled vegetables, looks like a wrinkled tartan quilt, and sounds like bridge traffic.
  • your body is a temple. a temple of blood rituals and pagan tributes, a lost temple, a temple that needs more calcium. 
  • sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never quite describe the pain.
  • we’re so small. so very very small.
  • a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single command from a satellite-activated mind control chip.
  • listen, you need some blood?  i can totally get you some blood.
  • everything is a sandwich.
  • you won’t sleep when you’re dead, either.
  • at your smallest components, you are indistinguishable from a forest fire.
  • wonderwall is the only ‘90s song visible from space.
  • everything that happens, happens for a reason – except ostriches. what the hell, man?
  • language will evolve irregardless of your attempt to literally lock it away in a secluded tower, obvs.
  • beware of greeks bearing gifts. also beware of gifts of greek bears. gifted and bare greeks are totally ok.
  • i let my haters be my motivators. mostly they tell me i suck, and then i get sad. 
  • stop going to knife fights altogether.  what’s your deal with knife fights?
  • get the body you’ve always wanted. we know where it’s buried, and can lend you a shovel.
  • a rose by any other name is called something else.
  • the word “motel” is an amalgam of the words “hotel” and “murder”.
  • dance like the government is watching.
  • live every day like it’s your first.
  • you are what you eat. that’s very confusing phrasing; let me simplify: you consume your own flesh. 
▶ METRIC : ASK/PROMPT LIST

below is every official metric album and its listed tracks (not including EPs or movie soundtracks or pagans in vegas [i may add pagans in vegas later on]). each track corresponds to a certain prompt or question. send me the title of the track, and i’ll respond to the prompt/question assigned to it. note: questions are not always 100% representative of the meaning of the song.

1. OLD WORLD UNDERGROUND,
WHERE ARE YOU NOW?

IOU - what’s a childhood dream of yours that reality has ruined?
HUSTLE ROSE - what did you do the last time you felt empty inside?
SUCCEXY - are technology and the media improving or ruining your life?
COMBAT BABY - how do you feel about the friend you fight with the most?
CALCULATION THEME - have you ever loved someone you couldn’t be with?
WET BLANKET - do your friends have friends that you don’t approve of? why don’t you?
ON A SLOW NIGHT - would you change yourself for fame and fortune?
THE LIST - what’s one thing unique about you that you want to change? what would you change it to?
DEAD DISCO - how do you feel like the modern day music?
LOVE IS A PLACE - what’s the last thing you fell in love with that wasn’t another person?

2. LIVE IT OUT

EMPTY - when’s the last time you gave up?
GLASS CEILING - what’s one social norm you’ve never abided by?
HANDSHAKES - how much will you sacrifice to get to the top?
TOO LITTLE TOO LATE - what’s always on your conscience?
POSTER OF A GIRL - what’s your substitute for romance?
MONSTER HOSPITAL - which war is one you just can’t win?
PATRIARCH ON A VESPA - is there a proper way to grow up? what is it?
THE POLICE AND THE PRIVATE - what does it take for you to trust someone?
ENDING START - what’s something you regret agreeing to do? are you going to do it anyway?
LIVE IT OUT - has anyone tried to stop you from doing what you wanted? did you do it anyway?

3. GROW UP AND BLOW AWAY

GROW UP AND BLOW AWAY - would you take the chance to relive your childhood?
HARDWIRE - if your partner cheated on you, would you stay with them?
ROCK ME NOW - what’s your hometown like?
THE TWIST - what’s one thing you’ve done drunk that you regret?
ON THE SLY - have you ever wanted someone to hate you? do they?
SOFT ROCK STAR - how low will you go for the approval of others?
RAW SUGAR - what’s your wildest dream? 
WHITE GOLD - what’s keeping you from achieving your dreams?
LONDON HALFLIFE - what would you tell your past self?

4. FANTASIES

HELP I’M ALIVE - what makes you afraid? how do you show it?
SICK MUSE - have you ever felt pressured to love someone? 
SATELLITE MIND - who’s one person you just can’t get out of your head? how does that person make you feel?
TWILIGHT GALAXY - have you ever given up on a dream because it was stupid?
GOLD GUNS GIRLS - why aren’t you satisfied?
GIMME SYMPATHY - would you rather burn out or fade away?
COLLECT CALL - who’s the person you depend on the most?
FRONT ROW - have you ever tried to make it big? did it work?
BLINDNESS - what does life mean to you?
STADIUM LOVE - should it be a dog eat dog world?

5. SYNTHETICA

ARTIFICIAL NOCTURNE - how do you escape reality?
YOUTH WITHOUT YOUTH - were/are you a dangerous teen?
SPEED THE COLLAPSE - have you ever ignored a warning? what happened to you when you did?
BREATHING UNDERWATER - how did your last relationship end?
DREAMS SO REAL - have you ever given up on fighting for a cause?
LOST KITTEN - do you know anyone who’s too dangerous for their own good? how do you deal with them?
THE VOID - have you ever pretended that you were having a good time when you weren’t?
SYNTHETICA - what’s one thing about yourself that you will never change?
CLONE - what’s one thing you regret not doing?
THE WANDERLUST -  have you ever run away from home? have you wanted to?
NOTHING BUT TIME - what’s one thing you want to achieve before you die?

Everything For You - RickxDaughterxNegan

Originally posted by frickinkai

Hey guys! Sorry for taking so long to post another imagine, I’ve been really busy. But I’m back! This one is a requested one so I hope you like it ♥ 

Requested by: @lost-in-the-stories   
Can I make a request where the reader is Rick’s daughter and got separated and got with negan before the get Rick’s group then when she sees her old group she has to pick and she kills negan to save her family? Thank you if so not I get it

(A/N) I had to change some parts, I don’t think it would make sense if the reader killed Negan, they were surrounded by saviors so she wouldn’t have a chance. Neither her or the group. I hope you don’t mind.
In this story the reader is also 18+
And I’m completely Glenn Rhee trash as you can see from this imagine, so… enjoy it ♥

Word count: 2,378 (get used to it lol)
Warnings: it’s an emotional one, people. But with a happy ending :)

It was all his fault. The Governor. He destroyed our home, separated me from my family. After the prison was attacked, we all ran away to different directions. Carl told me to stay close to him but there was too many explosions, too many gun shots. All I remember is seeing the prison bus driving away. After that day I never saw my dad again, or my brother. Or Judy, my little sister. She is probably dead by now. The only difference between me and the walkers was that I still had air in my lungs. But my heart and soul were as empty as theirs.

I tried to keep track of days but some of them passed incredibly fast, when all I did was run from walkers and hide from people and others were agonizingly slow, with nothing to do besides missing my family.

It was around noon now, the sun was high in the sky, making me dizzy from the heat and the lack of food and water. I hadn’t found anything in the last 3 days. Not even a packet of stale chocolates or an expired can of beans. I don’t even care anymore if I die today, to be honest. I don’t  have a reason to keep going. I just want to see my dad again. My siblings. Michonne, Glenn, Maggie, Daryl, Hershel. And If I can’t do that I might aswell drop dead right now.

I continued walking down the road, stumbling, with nowhere to go. That was when I saw them. A group of men with a shitload of guns, dressed in black, walking towards me. I panicked and tried to run but I was too weak. I felt my knees growing weak by the second and finally collapsed on the hard ground. I was already starting to see dots on my vision, everything was spinning until my eyelids were just too heavy to keep them open. I felt a pair of arms lifting me off the ground and a distant low voice that echoed in my head.

“Take her back to the Sanctuary, Dwight. And be. careful. Remember  we don’t  hurt women.”  

I felt relief. At least I knew I wasn’t going to be raped or attacked by whoever this guys were.

I tried to open my eyes a little and the only thing I could see was a glimpse of a baseball bat and a tall guy with a leather jacket. Then everything went black.

—— 2 months later ———

I’ve been living here now, in this awful place with the Saviors and Negan. After they brought me here I was offered food, water and shelter. I hesitated at first, but it was better than having no place to stay or starving alone. I also met Negan who gave me one condition to stay at the Sanctuary. To be his wife. I almost punched him when I heard the words. Who did he think he was? I’d rather die than marry a guy who I have never met in my life and that was at least 20 years older than me.

After flipping him off a couple of times and trying to punch him in the face again, he finally explained that I didn’t have to do anything with him If I didn’t want to. He also made sure I knew that I would have a lot of privileges if I did so. If I didn’t, I would only have to work for him and guarantee that I wasn’t going to start anything with another man. I considered the offer for a moment and decided to say yes. I would be his “wife” but would only work for him and nothing else. It was better than ending up dead on a fence or back at the road.
He seemed disappointed with my answer, but accepted it anyway.

Even If I was here two months already with Negan being all nice to me, I knew he was a fucking psychopath. The more I realized how different he was from my dad the more I hated him. He kills innocent people to get what he wants and terrorizes and controls everyone in a sick and twisted way.

After coming back from a run, Dwight came to my room to let me know that Negan wanted all the Saviors downstairs and that we had a different task to do tonight.

Negan explained that recently a new group was discovered and that they were a threat to us, that they had killed a bunch of his men at one of the satellite stations. My mind immediately went to my family. Could it be them? I wanted to cry just thinking about the possibility but decided it to let it go since I didn’t want to be disappointed if that wasn’t the case. It probably wasn’t, actually. I don’t think I’ll ever see them again.

Even If I was disgusted to be a part of this, having to scare and oppress other groups, I didn’t have a choice. Negan told me to wait for him in his truck, along with some other people.

After arriving at some kind of forest, we waited maybe half an hour until the Saviors arrived with an RV and kicked a short guy out of it, punching him right in the face. The man had a mullet and was shaking with fear, blood and tears drippind down his face.

“But just one man? Where’s the rest of the group?” I asked Negan, confused.

“They’ll be right here soon, sweetheart.” He answered, a sarcastic grin on his  lips.

Why did I had I bad feeling about this? My heart suddenly started to beat faster in my chest. I took a deep breath and tried to shrug it off. Negan went into the trailer and told me to wait outside with the other Saviors, just before going inside the RV and closing the door behind him.

I was lost in my own thoughts, my grip firm on my gun, standing by the trees when suddenly everyone started whistling. What was happening? I have never seen they doing that before. It was a creepy sound that sent shivers down my spine.

I heard rushed footsteps behind me when the whistling stopped and bright lights appeared I turned my head to look and my heart stopped.

It was them. My group, my family. I had no reaction, I couldn’t even cry. I felt everything at once. I wanted to run and hug my dad and never let go but at the same time I wanted to take him out of here, protect them from the perversity and evil of this goddamned group. I knew something bad was about to happen. Why weren’t they more careful? They shouldn’t have messed with these monsters.

“D-Dad?” I called him, my voice trembling with fear and emotion. How would  Negan react when he finds out that these people are my family?

The Saviors stopped everything they were doing and stared at me. They couldn’t believe what they were hearing.

“(Y/N)? Is-is it really you?” My dad stepped slowly towards me, his eyes watering and his hands trembling, touching my face gently, as if I would disappear at any moment.

“It’s me dad, it’s me.” I answered already sobbing, burying my face in his chest and hugging him tighter than ever before. He was here, finally. Him and my brother were here. I could see Carl from behind his shoulder and immediately ran to him, hugging him with all the strength I had left. The three of us were together again. We were crying, comforting each other when suddenly Simon grabbed my shirt and pushed me back, away from my dad and Carl.

“Oh my god! This is even better than I expected! The prick here is your father?” he shouted laughing, like it was the funniest thing in the world.

“Negan! Come see this! You’ll love it!” he announced, his voice echoing in the dark forest.
He pushed me to the floor and I felt the dirt and branches on the ground hurting my hands with the impact.

Looking up, I saw Negan coming out of the RV, Lucille on his right shoulder and a devilish smirk on his face. Immediately I stood up and faced him, I wouldn’t back down now after everything I’ve been through. I will protect my family no matter what happens to me.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” He asked, eyeing my dad up and down and taking a good look at everybody. Just in that moment that I realized Maggie was on a stretcher, her face pale and her body shaking. Something was seriously wrong with her.

“The asshole here is the father of your little sweetheart. And the group is her family.” said Simon again, enjoying all of this mess.

“No way!” Negan replied, instantly looking at me and smiling, “This is gonna be more fun than I imagined!” he clapped his hands together like a little kid.

I lifted my head up and didn’t break eye contact with him. He had to know that I wasn’t afraid.

“Careful with the way you look at me, honey. You might regret it later.” He leaned closer to my face, his voice low and threatening, his breath tickling my cheeks.

I still didn’t break eye contact. And I knew he hated it.

“You have to let them go. They are good people. If they killed your men is because they deserved it.”

I was answered with laughs and claps from all the people standing around us, the saviors acting like I had just told the funniest joke.

Negan laughed too and touched my shoulder, making me stare at Carl, Maggie and the others.

“I doubt that, (Y/N). They screwed up and one of you is going to pay for it. Now I’m gonna need everybody, on your knees. NOW. Dwight, bring the others!”

Dwight opened the doors of one the vans and the rest of the group stepped out of it. Michonne, Rosita, Glenn and Daryl, who was shot, apparently. He was pale and his clothes were soaked with blood. My stomach dropped and my eyes were already watering.

My dad hesitated and finally kneeled to him. It was painful to watch. He was one of the strongest men I knew. But he did it for us. And then the rest of the group followed.

I was going to kneel along with them but Negan stopped.

“Nuh-uh. I didn’t say for you to kneel, honey. Just them.” He smirked and looked at my dad again. There he was with the mind torturing and twisted way of making people do what he wants.

He then went on with a ridiculous speech about how he was the boss and how my dad worked for him now and how he was going to punish somebody.

“Oh geez, I simply cannot decide”, he said, pacing the ground and rubbing his forehead, “I think I may have an idea.”

“Eeny-meeny-miny-moe…” he continued, pointing Lucille at their faces. He didn’t even need to go on for me to know what was going to happen. I had to do something before he picked somebody. At least I had some seconds to come up with an idea.

“And you. are. it.” Negan finished, pointing the bat at Glenn. No.Not him.

“NO! NO, PLEASE!” I launched myself in front of him, desperately trying to save a part of my family.

Negan laughed, arching his body back and putting his hand on his stomach. He was a monster.

“Oh wow, I didn’t know you had it in ya’, missy. Willing to sacrifice yourself for the asian guy. But you’re not even related are you?” He asked, grinning from ear to ear.

“It doesn’t matter! He’s my family too.” I replied, my voice loud and clear. I could hear Glenn’s muffled cries from behind me. My dad had a terrified look on his face. Everybody was shaking with fear.

“Please Negan, I’m begging you.” I cried, getting down on my knees. I was willing to do anything to protect them. Even If I had to beg like a dog.

“I’ll do anything you want, anything. Just please don’t hurt them, they’re all I have.” I was already struggling to breathe, I couldn’t control my tears anymore.

“Hmm, anything? Really?” Negan stepped closer to me and crouched down to get on my eye level.

“Yes. I promise. I-I… I can be 100% your wife this time, if you want me to. I’ll do everything you want.” I spat the words, trying to ignore the humiliation I was putting myself through. I could see my Dad tense up from the corner of my eye.

“No, no! You don’t have to do this (Y/N)!” My dad begged me.That just made me cry even harder.

“Everything I want? Jesus, that’s a rather tempting offer!” Negan smirked again, looking me straight in the eyes and considering his options for a second.

“What do you think of that, Rick?” He laughed again, just to see my dad breaking down. Glenn was crying too. I was sure he was gonna blame himself for this. But I didn’t care.

“Okay, okay. You convinced me. JUST because I’ve been wanting to hear that from you for a long time. Otherwise Lucille here would already be painted in red.”

I sighed with relief and closed my eyes. It’s okay. Nobody was gonna die. I did it.

“I hope you got the message, Rick. I’ll see you next week. Welcome to a brand new beginning, you sorry shits!” Negan yelled and grabbed my arm, lifting me up the ground and pushing me inside his truck.

I was crying because I couldn’t even say goodbye to them, but I was happy because they were okay. I looked at them one last time before the doors of the truck closed, giving them a sad smile, while everyone was crying.

The truck’s engine started and Negan drove away. It was goodbye for now, not forever.
I would get back to my family, it was just a matter of time. For them my tears were worth it, being miserable was worth it. Everything for them.


Requests are open, guys. Hope you liked it ♥

We ate popcorn. I asked her about any girls or boys she might be interested in, and she diverted me politely but awkwardly to other subjects. I let her. It’s not for me to pry, that’s the government’s job. And if I’m ever curious, I can look at the public registry of middle school crushes, which is constantly being updated via mind scanning satellite.
— 

WTNV, “Fashion Week”

NOTE HOW HE DOESN’T ASSUME SHE IS STRAIGHT

and it’s done so subtly without a huge fuss either

love it

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Hair Recolor Requests Pt.3

Part 3 of my recolor requests are the 5 toddler hairs that were requested! They are a little out of order of requests, but I found that it was easier to release all the toddler hairs at this point. The hairs are “Babob” by @cupidjuice and the “Teeny Tots Stuff” hairs by @plumbobteasociety !

mesh(1)(2)//download

across the universe (a shiro/keith mix)

(01. haunting - halsey / 02. lion’s den - jhameel / 03. satellite mind - metric / 04. teenager - jung joon young / 05. seeya - deadmau5 feat. colleen d’agostino / 06. talking lies (remix) - tove lo & marina and the diamonds / 07. crazy youngsters - ester dean / 08. i am not a robot - marina and the diamonds / 09. thinking bout you - frank ocean / 10. 2 years apart - eddy kim / 11. second go - lights / 12. across the universe - yerin baek)

Night Vale proverbs 1-61 (gets updated)

1. Look to the north. Keep looking. There’s nothing coming from the south.

2. Men are from Mars, women are from Venus, Earth is a hallucination, podcasts are dreams.

3. There’s a special place in Hell. It’s really hip. Very exclusive.

4. What has four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening? I don’t know, but I trapped it in my bedroom. Send help.

5. A million dollars isn’t cool. You know what’s cool? A basilisk.

6. Lost? Confused? Lacking direction? Need to find a purpose in your life?

7. It must be 3.23pm somewhere. Maybe space?

8. We are living in an immaterial world (a ghost world) and I am an immaterial girl (a ghost).

9. “Nice bolo tie!” is the greatest compliment a person can ever receive.

10. Eating meat is a difficult moral decision. Because it’s stolen, that meat. You should apologize.

11. Today is the last day of your life, up to this point.

12. Does the carpet match the drapes? No, it doesn’t. You’re the worst interior decorator. Please leave my home.

13. I’d never join a pen15 club that would allow a person like me to become a member.

14. Biologically speaking, we are all people made up of smaller people.

15. One incorporeal body said to the other, “I’m not here too. Make friends?”

16. If I said you had a beautiful body, would it even matter because we are so insignificant in this vast, incomprehensible universe?

17. Werner Herzog is the most interesting person.

18. Find more ways to work “plinth” into daily conversation.

19a. Step one: write down the names of everyone you know. Step two: rearrange the letters. Step three: this will reveal a great secret of time.

19b. Step one: separate your lips. Step two: use facial muscles to pull back corners of mouth. Step three: widen your eyes. This is how to be happy.

20. Pain is just weakness leaving the body, and then being replaced by pain. Lots of pain.

21. Ask your doctor if right is left for you.

22. If you love someone, set them free. Set them free now. This is the police, and we have you surrounded.

23. Mommas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys. Show them pictures of cows when they’re young, and administer brief electrical shocks.

24. The most dangerous game is man. The most entertaining game is broadway puppyball. The most weird game is esoteric bear.

25. Fun game: say “toy boat” over and over. Do it for the rest of your life. Retreat from society, and live on alms. Whisper “toy boat” as you die.

26. The human soul weighs 21 grams, smells like grilled vegetables, looks like a wrinkled tartan quilt, and sounds like bridge traffic.

27. Production oversight by Torey Malatia, who is holding a small locket. He’s not speaking, he’d just like for you to touch the locket. His hand is twisted. His skin is forming into scales. Just touch it once. Just once, okay?

28. A bar walks into a bar. The bartender is a snake eating its own tail. The windows look out only onto the face of the one who looks.

29. Your body is a temple. A temple with blood rituals and pagan tributes. A lost temple. A temple that needs more calcium. You should maybe try vitamin supplements.

30. Look to the sky. You will not find answers there, but you will certainly see what everyone is screaming about.

31. Throw your hands in the air. Now your arms. Keep detaching limbs and throwing them in the air. Hopefully the birds will be satiated and leave.

32. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never quite describe the pain.

33. You can lead a horse to water. And you can lead a horse into water. And you can swim around with the horse, and have fun.

34. Thank you for your interest in a life free of pain. We are not accepting applications at this time. Please try again.. and again.. and again.. and again.. and again.. and again.. and again.. and again…

35. On this day in history, mundanity, and terror, and food, and love, and trees..

36. Look, up in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! No, it’s just the Void. Infinite and indifferent. We are so small. So very, very small.

37. Listen, I’m not a hero. The real heroes are the people that point out to us when protesters have smart phones, thus invalidating all concerns.

38. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single command from a satellite-activated mind control chip.

39. Your Bitcoin address is your middle name, followed by the name of your first pet, and the first street you lived on.

40. The riddle says, “He walks on four legs in the morning. He walks on two legs at midday. And at night, he slithers from dream to dream effortlessly, like the air we breathe. And we love him.

41. Please move your brain so we can get to the drugs. And stop leaving it there. We’ve talked about this.

42. Ignore all the haters telling you everything isn’t a sandwich. Everything is a sandwich.

43. You won’t sleep when you’re dead, either.

44. At your smallest components, you are indistinguishable from a forest fire.

45. Knock knock. Who’s there? Orange. Orange who? Orange you glad I didn’t say your mother is in the hospital? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Is there anything I can do? Listen, I’ll drive you over there. We’ll leave right now. Grab a coat. It’s a little cold out. I’m so sorry.

46. If you love something, set it free. If it starts flying around and chirping, it was probably a bird.

47. There is a difference between your, you’re, and yarn. Yarn isn’t even pronounced the same way. It is a completely different word.

48. Feeling lost? Like you have no goal in life? Like you’re covered in dirt and wet leaves? Like you’re an earthworm? Are you an earthworm? It kinda sounds like you’re an earthworm, actually.

49. Wonderwall is the only 90s song that can be seen from space.

50. Soccer is also commonly known as futbol, Canadian baseball, American football, violent jogging, and World War II.

51. Everything that happens, happens for a reason. Except ostriches. What the hell man?

52. Most people think pit-bulls are dangerous dogs, but, biologically speaking, most pit-bulls are just three shitzus wearing a trench coat.

53. [white noise in a crescendo] 

54. Say what you will about dance, but language is a limited form of expression.

55. Language will evolve, irregardless of your attempt to literally lock it away in a secluded tower. Obvs.

56. I got more rhymes than the Bible’s got psalms. 151. I’ve got 151 rhymes.

Bonus episode 1. If you’re worried your writing isn’t good, just remember that the earth is warming, and soon good and bad writing alike will all be under water.

Bonus episode 2. Remember that all sentences must have a noun, a verb, and the phrase “foolish mortals.”

57. Beware of Greeks bearing gifts. Also beware of gifts of Greek bears. Gifted and bear Greeks are totally okay.

58. It’s not the size of the dog in the fight. It’s the size of the other dog in the fight.

59. If you want a picture of the future, imagine a person writing headlines about millennials forever.

60. The reason we say, “Bless you” after someone sneezes is because we know they will die some day.

The Librarian (Live show): As the great [Sherman H—–?] once said, “Call me.”

61. I let my haters be my motivators. Mostly they tell me I suck. Then I get sad. This was a terrible idea.

Fic: Satellite Mind (York/Carolina/Delta) [NSFW]

So, look, there are things about integrating with an artificial intelligence that they don’t put in the handbooks or teach in the classroom. It’s all about finding a middle ground.

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As it turns out, having an artificial intelligence sharing your brainspace isn’t really something you ever get to turn off. The first time York pulls Delta, it’s a mutually agreed-upon experiment. Just to make sure there won’t be any lasting side-effects. It’s all very, you know. Logical.

After he pulls Delta, York sits on his bunk for half an hour, just trying to reassure himself that he doesn’t feel any different. His brain is kinda weird and echo-y, so he strolls over to the mess, catches Connie and South and North and Wash in the middle of a heated discussion about weapon maintenance and a heated discussion about cafeteria food and a heated discussion about pretty much everything they lay their eyes on. That crowd’s not exactly big on lukewarm discussions.

But York catches himself making a few too many pedantic comments, fixating on minute details, picking away at tiny discrepancies that really have no bearing on the conversation but they're missing the point and he can’t help himself. Basically, he starts pissing everyone off without meaning to, which is infinitely less fun than doing it on purpose. He becomes aware of this flaw in the conversation because of his stunning gift of self-awareness and also maybe the fact that eventually even North gets fed up and tells him he’s being an obnoxious prick.

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The Real World

Digital Devil Saga 2 really impressed me due to the plot twist between DDS and DDS2.

There are some hints where the events of five years ago as well as the events in DDS2 take place. I also pondered about how DDS is connected to the other titles of the MegaTen Universe:

Warning DDS2 SPOILERS:

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