This was where JOATs came into the fore. Electronic translators had
their limits, and one of the most prevalent of those limits was
breaching the Understanding Barrier.
Grammar is important. Especially in a panic situation.
Thus, in an emergency, the most level heads of the JOAT community come to the fore.
Shayde
stood on one of the plinths, using her own passive magic to make
herself understood to all listeners. “Please proceed in an orderly
fashion
Well, yes. They’re called Galactic Citizens. Most Galactics come neither from Havenworlds nor Deathworlds. You get an astonishing number of Saurians, Avians, and Lizards.
It’s just that humans tip the scales towards mammals(and Deathworlders) because we just… expand to fill whatever space we can make habitable.
Oh most definitely. Earth itself rates a 4.5 on the Deathworld scale, and most of that is because of the weird, nasty, and unusually venomous stuff that lives in Australia.
There are level 5 Deathworlders, and humans are about the only ones who can deal with them… one way or another.
And there’s all kinds of Deathworlders from 0.5 to 5 and How The Flakk Did They Evolve?
Interestingly, low-grav species like the Huf’nuf’ruf and the
The Girl Scouts are not only good role models for young girls, but for all of us, deciding the dignity of trans girls is more important than money. That should be rewarded, I think.
THEY DID IT IN ONE DAY. SUCK IT, TRANSMISOGYNISTS.
They've nearly doubled the goal in one day. DOUBLED. This is the best thing, the
A cooking show for all of us with allergies, medical conditions and on medication which won’t let us eat common items. Grapefruit, garlic and members of the cabbage family come to mind.
“Welcome to the cooking show that we all love, but chefs love to hate! It’s Can’t Eat, Won’t Eat!”
Applause and hoots.
“Our judges tonight include somebody on bloodthinners, he’s also allergic to the entire cabbage family and won’t eat onion!”
I did put on a slight British Affect for the reading. Mostly because trying to sound British stops me from gabbling or talking too fast. If you want to hear my real accent, look in my YouTube channel for my Let’s Plays. [The Steamworld Heist one is amusing because you get to hear my frustrated verbal stims]
I should totally do sound bites of me saying varying alien names. Maybe on the Wiki…
“Looting? I thought these were supposed to be nonviolent protests”
I know it’s incredible! People are literally coming out of the woodwork to comment on this photoset to focus on the looting headline with “well yes it is nice they were helping people hit with the tear gas, but stealing is still wrong uwu” as if they’re back to kindergarten morality.
So I’m nearing the end of KFZ. I should be glad, right? I should be over the moon.
But no. I’m terrified. I’m nauseated. I’m… sucked dry.
It’s like the atmosphere is ten times thicker than it should be, but only for me. It’s hard to breathe and it’s hard to want to breathe. It’s hard to inspire myself to do anything. Even lifting my hands to type
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