You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
for me Alvin and the Chipmunks felt rather like Yogi Bear, in the sense that i got the impression that it was something adults enjoyed as kids and that it wasn't 'for' me
i later rediscovered Yogi cartoons and enjoyed them, but i haven't seen anything Alvin and the Chipmunks related in forever
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I've been on the Internet for a while now, it's interesting how "social justice" is basically the new feminist, how did that start then hmmm.
I posted on a real shit post place, this was pre-tv tropes, if you wanted to ad hominium someone on a public forum, just accuse them of feminism, it's Interesting I suppose we have that again with Sj and Sjw.
Actually, what annoys me is that I am strongly into social justice, feminism, etc; but the stupid things I see on the Internet connected to all of those make me not want to tell people that. Which sucks.
So, our 13th Age game is coming to its conclusion. It started in May of 2013, and in our second adventure, we met Augustus, a regional rep of the Archmage. He gave us a few quests but we didn't hear much from him after that. This week, after fighting our way into the Dead City of the Lich King, we went to a throne room... and discovered it full of our archenemy, Caesar's drones. Turns out Augustus was Caesar. (Hell of a reveal, since the only thing that connected them was their color scheme, a like of magic and their roman names). He revealed his plans: he had sent us on our early quests to gain relics, but our later actions had led him to change paths and ally with the lich king. At which point, our chaos barbarian laughed and said, "HA! Get fucked, Nerd." We ended the session there. Nothing could come after.
Actually, what annoys me is that I am strongly into social justice, feminism, etc; but the stupid things I see on the Internet connected to all of those make me not want to tell people that. Which sucks.
Describe some instances for me, if you don't mind.
My name is not important. What is important is what I’m going to do. I just fuckin’ hate this world. And the human worms feasting on its corpus. My whole life is just cold, bitter hatred. And I always wanted to die violently. This is the time of vengeance and no life is worth saving. And I will put in the grave as many as I can. It’s time for me to kill. And it’s time for me to die. My genocide crusade begins here.
Is the flow of the thread something we have to worry about, because literally my entire thing is just posting from however many pages it's been since the last time I checked
is this a space time continuum threatening kind of situation
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in actuality, being trans doesn't commit you to any political view, obviously
though being both trans and transphobic would be unfortunate
i later rediscovered Yogi cartoons and enjoyed them, but i haven't seen anything Alvin and the Chipmunks related in forever
That's surprisingly common, unfortunately.
a good one
this cracked me up then so i'm bringing it back
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I posted on a real shit post place, this was pre-tv tropes, if you wanted to ad hominium someone on a public forum, just accuse them of feminism, it's Interesting I suppose we have that again with Sj and Sjw.
"oh"
and don't even get me started on the shit i see in real life
The memories of all my pearls are pouring out my nostrils
I'm the one Mother Nature had to recall
My back back back's against the wall
Put me out of my misery
I'm dying to get away from it all
North South Mae West
da boid gets da boid
I'm shaken but I ain't stoid
I'm gonna carry on undetoid
I got a lust for death
Got a lust got a lust got a lust for death
if people on the internet are terrible
and people in real life are terrible
I must inevitably come to the conclusion
that
My name is not important. What is important is what I’m going to do. I just fuckin’ hate this world. And the human worms feasting on its corpus. My whole life is just cold, bitter hatred. And I always wanted to die violently. This is the time of vengeance and no life is worth saving. And I will put in the grave as many as I can. It’s time for me to kill. And it’s time for me to die. My genocide crusade begins here.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead