TFW You Forget How To Tumblr And Just Post Everything Immmediately Instead Of Saving Drafts And Queuing

I repeatedly spend an increasingly unnerved 10 dream-minutes trying to first turn off the clock radio, then unplug it, then trying to figure out where the annoying music is coming from... I don't actually stop dreaming and wake up until I'm fully panicking because I can't shut off the Eldritch Radio From Hell.

woke up this morning, rolled over, and very confidently tried to blow out my alarm clock like a candle. absolutely no precedent for that.

Their plan is to make up Woke reasons to fire all of us incompetent straight White guys who've skated by on privilege all our lives, and then they're gonna round us all up and imprison us in FEMA camps, while black helicopters circle around overhead, scanning our DNA with their special radars, so the Grey aliens can make perfect clones of us with the machines hidden in the bunkers underneath Denver International Airport, except the clones will all be Trans and brainwashed to do whatever the Female-Liberal-Gay Alliance tells them to do. And that's how Freedom will die.

there's a difference ok

@glitzbot

Revisiting the drow, playing some more with uncanny bird anatomy.

Now that we've discovered the First-Ever Complaint Letter, perhaps we will discover other firsts among ancient cuneiform tablets baked in long-long-ago city fires. Like, oh, I don't know... How about the First-Recorded Karen?

"O, Tara-Nuwusu, since your father's death, you are the head of your household, and as such, we, the elders of the town, implore you to curb your venerable mother's behavior. Her sharp tongue and endless demands are an affliction to us all. Day after day, she lurks at the gate of the town, seeking those with whom she may take offense and make undignified scenes. Please, Tara-Nuwusu, [...] diligently, for the sake of your name and lineage, and speak to your mother, and [...] to her that she cannot insist on [?receiving] goods without price, as compensation for ill-treatment she has [?imagined/?alleged], nor may she overturn the stalls of vendors who refuse her demands. O, Tara-Nuwusu, we do not wish to bind and confine your venerable mother, but she daily [...] peace of the city with her behavior, and if you cannot control her, we must regretfully subject you and your family to [?humiliation]."

Pro tip:

Never confuse the War In the Pacific with the War Of the Pacific.

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Happy Yule! by Abigail Larson

When Kyana was sitting up on that spire, and Davian flew by in his Hummingbird, and they had a little conversation, I really enjoyed the moment the two characters had. It was one of the most interesting and satisfying one-on-ones in the first campaign.

I like to think that at some point after the Beastlands, Davian visited the Grand Arena, and ended up facing Kyana. Kyana didn't quite roflstomp him -- Davian drew a little blood, from the one hit he got in, and Kyana had it treated nonmagically, so she could bear the scar as a memento.

I'll say it again, it's the way she treated Loona at the party that makes her so hot.

Queen bee

@whyisthereacentaur No idea what this bumper sticker is there for, but I insist that technically, this qualifies as goatposting.