Sounds like how the people of Palestine feel all the time.
Sounds like how the people of Palestine feel all the time.
I used to do Renaissance Faires.
“Wild Mountain Thyme” was the song the entire cast sang together at the end of each day, my first year.
It hits me like a truck every time.
All 13 of Erebus’s Black Crusades aren’t better. >…>
The Horus Heresy. When you see what the Emperor’s vision actually was, and really get to compare it to the galaxy they got, it’s just… so much worse. And the galaxy is pretty goddamn bad to begin with. But you know there’s a special place at the very bottom of hell for Erebus.
Magnus did nothing wrong and Russ has fleas.
Mine is an old Black Crusade character name. The original Xariphon was a scholar-warrior.
I’m shocked he got any consequences at all. His magic costume must’ve not been enough to grant immunity for once.
Between Neo from RWBY and Toga from MHA, I’m starting to think I have a type…
I want to see games with AI-powered NPCs making responsive, possibly unique dialog. Probably text-only at first, but maybe with AI voice-acting later on.
Yeah, that’s the real thing: “the economy” is how well the country is working for rich people and corporations. Look at average wages, actual buying power, etc. What’s in the hands of the worker. That’s the actual measure of how well a country is doing. Grotesque inequality is a condemnation, regardless of what the stock market is doing.
Right? I’m sitting here like “this has to be satire… right? But it’s just absurd enough not to be…”
On hotdogs. Or pretzels. Or sausages.
Mine is the name of a character I used to play tabletop.
He was a Chaos Space Marine.
I think I’ll be okay.
If you haven’t played StS: Downfall yet you should.
As all civilized people should.
… This is an egg thing?
o.o
I used to hate Jenny but I have more sympathy for her now. She’s a scared, broken person too.
Now that’s some gluten development.
We ordered in from our favorite Indian joint. They’re a little expensive so it’s kind of our go-to “special occasions” treat.
I’m a forgettable nobody, so, Michael Cera.