captains log; 1785

yellowsyro:

I play BG3 for the plot

The plot:

cantobear:

oh my god… sampo meowski….

marlinspirkhall:

notahorseindisguise:

midnight-revolucion:

hiveswap:

notahorseindisguise:

mysticorset:

notahorseindisguise:

the “came back wrong” trope except like… they didnt. like this mad scientists wife died, and so he studied necromancy, brought her back, and she came back and it all worked. like she came back exactly the same as she was before with literally no difference. but the scientist guy is like “oh no… what have i done…. shes Different now!!!! she came back Wrong!!!!” and shes just like. chilling. reading a book. cooking dinner. shes just so so normal but in the guys mind hes like “oh shes soooo weird” but shes just normal

Peer reviewed tags from @somanyofthekids

NO its a JOKE and YOU DONT GET IT. ITS NOT THAT DEEP

While she was dead he put his memory of her on such a high pedestal that she could never live up to it alive

alternatively‚ she came back perfectly fine but he thinks she came back wrong‚ because the tragic reality is that he never actually knew his wife

im going INSANE thats MY POST.

It’s your post but the journey to posting it changed it to such a degree that even its closest intimacies are now foreign to you. Sorry dude.

sexhaver:

my dad always sneezes at least twice in a row and i think i inherited the same volume of sneeze condensed into one because im firing shotgun blasts out of my nostrils. one time i asked my doctor if i should be concerned that sometimes i sneeze so hard that my left arm goes numb and she left the room for 5 minutes before coming back like

legobatjoker:

[ID: a google doc with the italicized text: “orpheus loves eurydice.” “loves” has a blue underline under it, which is signalling that it should be autocorrected to “and.” End ID.]

literally emo over this autocorrect . like it’s right… there’s no need for “orpheus loves eurydice” as a statement. the evidence is already there: orpheus and eurydice

kelssiel:

frogsuggest:

content-froggregator:

A comparison of a male Pacman Frog, left, and a female, right. Or perhaps a bowl of spaghetti hoops with guacamole?

madam spgheettey 

and her assistant mr guack

apisashla:

genderfluid-dynamics:

apisashla:

Every time I go out to visit the midwest or mountain west I’m baffled as to how anyone lives in these gigantic flat plains or giant bowl valleys between mountains with no trees to speak of. It’s nature’s panopticon. You can go inside I guess but that roof can’t hide you from God like the woods can. It’s gorgeous of course but I’m going back to Mirkwood where I can think my wicked little thoughts in peace, thank you very much.

i feel the same except the complete opposite. the mountains are nice to visit but how does anyone live there? you don’t know what’s hiding in there. peace is endless flat plains, nothing but you and the angel you’re struggling with.

fascinating! enjoy the type of horror that feels like home to you and I will do the same xoxo