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A tall ghoulish looking man with a green robe and strange symbols on his cheeks comes up to you and says "hey sexy. Drink this"
Would you?
hi!! this is a blue crush lemonade from a restaurant called Sugar Mama’s in Baltimore, Maryland, for anyone wondering!!!! support Black-owned businesses!
*drinks the support black owned businesses juice*
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the idea of consuming two conflicting things that promise to do the opposite of each other has always been hilarious to me. there’s a liquid shot-based sleep aid called 6 hour sleep and as soon as I saw it i immediately imagined mixing it and a 5 hour energy together for a 1 hour nap
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mix NyQuil and DayQuil to create Quil
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what does Quil do
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All the time all the time
Heritage post.
god i love this moment. i love sisko. he so clearly is thinking “one girl’s life IS worth more than eight life times of knowledge and experience.” like this guy could not have said a worse thing to sisko in order to plead his case. not only does it expose exactly how he wants a joining for all the wrong reasons, assuming it’s about power and being someone “better” rather than simply “different.”
sisko has already had this great moment of defending not just jadzia dax but jadzia alone, and his goodness in being able to see both their singular values, his ease in respecting both creatures in all the ways jadzia dax and jadzia are the same and not, and how frickin noble he is!! i just!!
i also think this is what jadzia dax and sisko have most in common. this sort of honor-ability. sisko grows to respect jadzia specifically when she protect’s curzon’s previous lover. and then sisko protects jadzia in a way that implies he think more of her than simply the worm once joined to his dear friend. i love them.
When your hook up…date…fling… keeps texting you from time to time /mylesbianromanceau
hey chicken people are you okay
reduces but not eliminates
I could have used this on irc back when I was 14
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It’s not turn-based but there is actually a game that is 100% this.
It’s called Kingsway, and it’s an active-time-battle roguelite. And it’s designed to look AND PLAY like windows 95. And I don’t mean it plays like a windows 95 game, I mean it plays like the operating system itself. Window management is a key part of the game! Often you have to juggle many windows and pop-ups to avoid getting hit or curses or whatever.
Like, when they cast a curse on you, it pops up as a small dialog box, often behind the main window, and you have only a few seconds to click AVOID to it.
The game doesn’t pause when you do inventory management, and you often have to manage a lot of bags at once. That’s hard to do in real-time, since each one is a separate window. The game uses the Windows 95 UI as part of the difficulty!
It’s a lot of fun and I highly recommend trying it out. Currently 10$ on steam, often drops down to like 5$ when there’s a sale. Check it out.
This is hilarious. So back in 2018, Captain Disillusion did a video debunking the Virgin Mary version of this video, showing that the original video was a trash bin. But as part of the joke, he edited a buddha statue over it, to show off how you’d do the visual effects correctly and better.
This is that edit. This is literally a fake video, from someone who specializes in identifying fake videos. Amazing.
everyone shut the fuck up. wurmple sippy soup
Wurmple making soup
Anonymous asked:
Ash with glasses "Wow, Jessie, I didn't realise how many wrinkles you had!"
"We've made a huge mistake, Delia"
Do you think Delia and Jessie would babysit Molly (The little 5 yr old girl from the 3rd movie)? I think it would be cute
omg absolutely! i literally just watched the 3rd movie last night hehe
i feel like jessie acts like she doesn't but does have a soft spot for molly (kind of stated at the end of the movie) and delia thinks incredibly sweet how good jessie is with her
[This idea has been rattling in my brain and I had to share it.]
I know we all love the ‘humans are space orcs’ concept… but imagine, onboard the new ship they’ve been assigned to, the human meets an actual space orc. A massive monster… fangs and tusks and scars and a battle-hardened stare, looming over all the other life forms on the ship in its thick indestructible armour it refuses to remove. It barely drinks, it doesn’t need sleep, its massive shoulders are heavy with the terrible things it has experienced. Compared to the squishy & delicate human body, this thing is a walking tank.
… Except instead of hating/ignoring one another, the human and the monster start bonding over both coming from death planets. The human is excited to find a life form who doesn’t quiver with fear at the vague description of a jellyfish and the monster is ecstatic to meet someone who understands the feeling of being bitten by a qua’lem (cats are pretty close). They sit together and compare dangerous animals and locations as the other aliens look on in confusion and fear… oh, you also have dense jungles of deadly hidden predators, boiling acid lakes, tamed predatory killers, and areas with horrendously high and low temperatures? Sick!!
It doesn’t take long before the two of them become totally inseparable. The human loves not feeling like some kind of crazy outsider and the monster is overjoyed they’ve finally found an equal in this unkillable marshmallow.
Monster: When I was a youngling, a grol-lik stung straight through my armour. The pain lasted for approximately 16 human hours. Human: Oh yeah man, I get that. As a kid I got a wasp stuck in my shirt. It stung me like four times, it was awful, and all my cousins just laughed at me… Monster: [using their arm screen to research human courting methods] I see.
Not quite an ‘Orc’ per-se, but eh, close enough. See here giant spiky Deathworlder simping for tiny shouty Deathworlder.
The space orc is delighted to finally know a species that, as a whole, does not tend to fear them. if anything, the fact they are large and “scary” looking and designed to survive nearly anything seems to make the humans almost resentful but in a friendly sort of way. The idea that any species can go where humans can’t is taken as a challenge to our very DNA and their homeworld quickly sees a blossoming human tourism industry as humans fling themselves into the most challenging and dangerous of places even the actual orcs consider exploring carefully.
“The introduction of these two species may be, galactically speaking, something akin to an ecological disaster.”
“How so, Puir?” the junior researcher asked, their multifaceted eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Are they dangerous to one another? Humans seem to get along with every species they meet and the Hilammu are known to be a gentle, if physically intimidating, species.”
Puir wobbled their head in the negative expression. “Actually, the problem seems to be that encountering the Hilammu and their world has… exacerbated human predilections.”
Pez gaped for a moment. “But… how is that even–”
“In the past six months three hundred and eight humans have died on Mogru’lam, despite the Hilammu trying to protect them from themselves. The human phrase, ‘Watch this’ has become a meme amongst the Hilammu indicating a likely fatal choice.”
The junior researcher blanched. “But the humans only made contact with the Hilammu eight of their months ago!”
The senior researcher on sentients behavior purred in what was the equivalent of a human sigh of exasperation. “They’ve requested to set up an embassy on Mogru’lam and three dozen Terra-based companies have asked the Hilammu if they can buy land to establish a tourist industry.”
“The humans have become an ecological threat to Mogru’lam?” Pez was horrified. The human history with their own hell-world was well known as a cautionary tale amongst other species.
But instead, Puir’s four eyes blinked furiously and they wobbled a negative response again. “No no no–if anything the humans have made a point of impacting Mogru’lam as little as possible. The threat is to themselves - at this rate, the Hilammu are concerned the humans will develop a death cult based around their planet! They have voiced strong concerns about the humans doing something called ‘base diving’, which is apparently different from a separate complaint of humans ‘free diving’. Also, for reasons which none have managed to explain, they keep trying to climb Gurhorkat.”
“Gurhorkat?”
“It is the tallest and least hospitable mountain on Mogru’lam. It stands at ten kilometers above their sea level, the highest kilometer of which has oxygen too thin for human lungs. The Hilammu keep having to rescue them or retrieve their bodies.”
“That’s terrible!” gaped the junior researcher. “Why would they try such a thing? Hillammu lungs can barely breathe at that altitude, and they modified their species for that trait!”
Puir rubbed their forehead. “Because, and this is a quote from several humans, “you just gotta.’ So you can see the cause for this to be considered our problem.”
The junior researcher felt a bit faint. “I know we must work to preserve all sentient species and their well-being as a matter of galactic ecology but… but maybe some species should be exceptions? Humans seem to survive fine without us despite their best efforts.”
“There is also concern some humans will ask to co-settle with the Hilammu.”
“They can’t be serious.”
“The Hilammu love the humans but they are seeking a sentient ecological protective order for their own good.”
“What have the humans said?”
Again, Puir found themselves rubbing their forehead. “The human ambassador replied, ‘Well, if they don’t want us moving in that’s fine. We’ll settle in the neighboring system.’”
Pez thought for a moment. “There are no habitable planets there. The closest is an M-class that’s less hospitable than Mogru’lam. Oh no.”
“They’ve already sent the colony ship.”
