Did you mean majora's mask
watching this cutscene over and over is like playing through a game and only ever getting the bad ending
I love all the LoZ stuff the east art do
A Gerudo!Link and Ganon comic I drew for a discord server I’m in
Cant wait for next week
Pain.
Angelina ballerina
As the temperatures in the northern hemisphere are on the rise, I’d just like to say:
Please stop making fun of British people for “not being able to take the heat”.
Summer temperatures these past few years have been unprecedented, and this country is not equipped to deal with it. 2018 was England’s hottest summer in history with temperatures reaching almost 40C in places. The next few summers are all predicted to be bad too.
In case you’re not aware, we don’t have air conditioning, we don’t have ceiling fans, our houses aren’t built to keep us cool, we’re not used to temperatures like these because it shouldn’t be this hot (thank you climate change!). I work in the NHS and I can tell you people literally get sick during heatwaves. It’s not a laughing matter. I also say all this as an Indian person who knows what heat is, and can deal fine with 30C temperatures in Mumbai but completely melt when it goes over 25C in London, because here in Britain it’s a completely different feel whether you’re accustomed to heat or not.
So yeah, this year please think twice before making those posts laughing at “haha look at those British people who suffer in temperatures that are normal where I live!” because surprise surprise, it’s not funny, it’s an actual real problem.
so for bizarre life experiences, today, in a tour for a rental house, the landlord failed to mention that the previous tenant was being evicted. the landlord also failed to show up for the tour, then called the guy he was currently evicting to ask him if he would be willing to give us a tour.
and then that guy did.
whole house was full of cat shit. minimum 5-10 loose turds per room. uncountable layers of piss. whole house was carpeted, of course. the smell was so bad we fled within 5 minutes.
then landlord called us afterwards to give us the whole high-pressure sales routine, yeah it'll be cleaned before you move in, don't worry about it, but you gotta sign fast because this thing is gonna get leased within the day once the smell is gone and i was just. i'm not just not-sold im genuinely wondering if i should call the city about this. i don't know if that house can be fixed. i think that house could be condemned, and he didn't just show it to me, he set it up. he could've refused to let me tour. he could've cancelled. instead be begged and pleaded and weedled with a man that he hated, who hated him, for us to pretty please be allowed to look at the mummified cat turds all over that mans living room. and then that man obliged obliged, and i have no idea who the winner of that whole arrangement was supposed to be.
i know i wrote a diatribe this morning about how people are irrational chaos beasts, but like. damn. even i forget that sometimes. i need a bath.
when you touch a Bad Texture™ and have to scrub at ur hands until the feeling is gone
Sam and Tommy sketches go brrrrr
"This is (Italian friend) and they're welsh"
"Take a calm tablet"
“Yes, Captain America has LEGS!”