Uuuuughhh…
I’m coming down with a lurgi
I need hugs. Or prompts. Or peeps to play with.
Uuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrgh…
Mad scientists are real, lurking in academia. Sure, they may not wield death rays and threaten the populace, but when a presentation ending in “Today, Australia! Tomorrow, THE WORLD!” receives thunderous applause, and your adviser’s name is literally Dr. Fatal, you begin to realize that your childhood dream of showing them, SHOWING THEM ALL is more realizable than you thought…..
Doctor Fatal was still giggling as she stepped away from the podium. That was a good sign.
“I’m
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THEY ARE ALSO GOING TO START PHOTOSHOPPING ANY SELFIES TAGGED UNDER COMMON TAGS LIKE “me” “my face” ETC. PLEASE BE SAFE
i refuse to stop reblogging these. i know that everybody and their mother is probably reblogging these and theyre probably all over everyones dash BUT i have yet to see one post with all the same tags and
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What I want drawn: The setting is a rainforest-type jungle, loaded with alien plants and strange creatures that look like they belong there. Two figures are prominent. In the foreground, a scientifically-plausible anthropomorphic guinea-fowl wearing a pocketed vest and a small number of over-the-shoulder bags. Her feathers appear, from a distance, to be pale grey. Her arms are a hybrid of wings and tetradactyl(four-fingered) hands. She is clearly in a panic. [If you show the bird-person’s legs, she
Heads up!
I’ve filled in the form theartistsmarketplace has to commission arts. I wish whoever takes up the challenge all the best, because I’m probably going to give that poor soul hell with the pernickety details.
Sorry in advance, whoever you are.
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If I start posting gore and porn, THAT IS NOT ME. I HAVE BEEN HACKED.
If you want to reblog this, take a screenshot of it on your blog so that you have solid proof.
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Ridiculous fact of the day: We went to the moon before we thought to put wheels on suitcases.
Some things are essential for cogniscent development. The ability to control heat is one. Civilisation in any form is another.
It is impossible to have a planet where the entire population are dancers. People must eat. People must learn. People must make insipid sitcoms and nobody knows why.
But some things… don’t always happen in the correct order.
“Wait,”
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The death world menace flinched, howling in agony. “Idonotfirkinbelievethis!” It dropped the weapon it was holding. “Agodsdamnedpapercut. Afterallthis, agodsdamnedpapercut…”
The huddling assembly of survivors blinked in confusion. This creature had survived toxic gas, lacerations, contusions, concussion, shock, awe, and extremes of temperatures… and now it was halted by a relatively minor injury to its apparently thick hide.
It wasn’t even bleeding, there.
Yet the creature stopped. Retreated,
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(based on your SPG/MiP crossover)
Francoeur’s initial efforts to help with the wounded, being generally scared of the soldiers, figuring out he can carry tons of resources and singing to everyone.
They still ran the cabaret, though it was starting to be more of a hospice and partially a hotel. More and more soldiers came in, and more and more saw him in all his monstrous glory.
Nothing gets a soldier reaching for their weapons faster than a seven-foot-tall flea.
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Pretending to be an exhibit at the waxworks museum.
The real trick, of course, is to blink or change poses when no-one is watching. Or, in the case of this waxwork exhibit, adopt a pose when someone approached.
She had hers already. Propped up at the writing desk and staring at the blinking cursor. In some, she actually dropped off to sleep like that, and nobody noticed the difference.
At least she didn’t snore sitting up.
But this time, she
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