Cleverlittlekobold - Humour-ous Theatre Daemon

So some people in PA got an email TODAY saying that their vote might not have been counted. If that's true, then they actually fucking cheated.

Link here, though Musk will probably try to delete it, so here's the images directly:

Apollo Smintheus:

Poseidon: no no, the "swiss cheese" is a simile here. I'm not actually looking like swiss chee-

Apollo, god of healing: And done! Do you feel any better?

Athena: Yeah, thank you Apollo

*Enter Poseidon, looking like a swiss cheese*

Apollo, god of prophecy: I was waiting for you

guy who doesnt realize hes commanding a small army and thinks a lot of people are just going along with his bit

Just remembered that by completing the puzzles in portal you're actively having sex with glados. That was crazy

This definitely plays into theatre in similar ways - I would be very curious to delve into that and discuss that with folks sometime.

How high is your bleed threshold?

If you're into roleplaying, you've probably heard about bleed. But do you know what memetic bleed is, or emancipatory bleed? There is a whole network of concepts out there about what spills over between characters and players. And if you've ever wondered why not everyone experiences bleed the same way, you'll love to read about bleed thresholds.

buttondown.email

How high is your bleed threshold? And what are you bleeding anyway?

You know that clip of Brennan Lee Mulligan, the one where he’s talking about his character Evan Kelmp? Wait, I’ll just link to it. It’s a cl

That my FRIENDS were reading at lunch in high school. out loud. To each other. I was also there

"someone should just put me down. sexual style. like what george and lennie had."

-- @cleverlittlekobold 11/10/2024

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

Public transit be like your bus is due .....now! ........now! .....any second now.......okay now! Just kidding uhh..............now! Okay itll be 17 minutes ☺️ hope that helps. Aw shit we sent the invisible bus again

hello beloveds ☺️