#*LAZER BEAM SOUND*

[lancerthatisntfree]

projecting my autism onto hush because he acts a lot like me especially with the unawareness in human social cues and understanding what affection is

[xinambercladx]

It's not a vibe, it's fact. They are reptilian. The Disney "canon" verse doesn't necessarily say so, but Legends straight up says reptile. Same with Nemoidians, which are a cousin species. The Legends page mentions "Duros females laid eggs as they were descended from ancient reptiles, and like the Neimoidians, they were born in a larval grub stage, but unlike their cousins who left the raising of their young mainly to the state, the Duros took care of their offspring from birth.[8]"

Here's the wookieepedia page. There's lots of fanfics already out there talking about eggs, cold bloodedness, carnivore diets etc, so, have fun. (although, a book came out a couple years ago and Shriv, a duros character, claims to eat fruit, so I think they're omnivores, not carnivores).

Duros give me a really strong reptilian vibe, do you guys think they hatch from eggs?

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

First of all, how dare baby crocodilians get off making lazer beam sounds, i will never get over that.

Isn't it precious? Their "call for parent" noise reminds me of the Space Invaders arcade game!

Taking this opportunity to share an adorable video from PBS I think you all will get a kick out of. It's a video of a mother crocodile picking up her babies and carrying them to safety in the water, and you can hear lots of the cute little lazer-sounding calls! I think this video is especially adorable because it was captured using a "spy" robot made to look like a crocodile hatchling, and the mama crocodile didn't leave the robot behind and picked it up, too. Super cute and an awesome crocodile baby POV!

[somewhatidealname]

helmetless gabriel but he can shoot a lazer beam like godzilla 💥

[virtue beam sound effect]

[fantasiac]

I have an idea for how to design silver's psycokinetic powers for gameplay in a way that's fun

instead of just holding things in the air to throw later, it works like the Enerbeam from Sonic Boom: Rise of Lyric... well, the main idea of it anyway

the idea is that his powers connect to an object like a string, it won't be lifted off the ground, but it will he frictionless, and drag behind silver, like a balloon.

you might think that this just sounds like how it was before, but here's the kicker...

THE OBJECTS ARE AFFECTED BY MOMENTUM!!!

(there's a reason it's called phycoKINETIC)

running would extend the beam like a slingshot, the faster you run, the more momentum it has, you can also do a little run around in circles to build it up in a small area, launching the thing works similar to SA1 Gamma, it homes in on the target (I dont have an idea on how you'd string multiple targets together in a combo yet, but it would fit too well to not include), so basically; you could grab an object as you speed past, and slingshot it at things, you could use an enemy as a flail, or a projectile, but we haven't talked about the best part...

SILVER SWINGS LIKE SPIDERMAN!!!

he can grab the environment and use HIMSELF as the projectile, slinging himself to different areas, also you have significantly less gravity in this flying/swinging state, letting him lazer through the air to areas (it would also home in on the center of the camera)

idk, I get funny game design ideas after I drink tea, so here's some fuel for fangames bc I doubt I'll have the chance to even try the idea myself

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

(Honmei + Idia) outside, in the igniyde backyard (do they even have one) there is a super massive death robot made entirely out of chocolate. There is a little note at its feet saying ‘For Idia. If you say ‘Death Lazers’ it’ll shoot chocolate death lazers! From me, your secret admirer!’

... I mean, I’m sure the area outside of the Ignihyde dorm building can count, right?

GET IN THE GUNDAM, IDIA

Sweet on You.

Reports of a strange structure appearing in front of Ignihyde had been steadily trickling in since the morning. Eventually, the sightings culminated in mob students crowding at their dorm leader's door and hauling him away from his desktop to deal with the issue. Thrusted into the yard (by those traitors, Idia bitterly thought), he winced into the blinding sun.

Or rather, he would have, were it not for the massive structure blocking out the light.

It was several stories tall, eclipsing even the dorm building with its regal form. Constructed with and plated in tempered panes of chocolate, it took on the shape of a winged equine—a pegasus. Sleep, sharp, and powerful.

Idia recoiled in shock.

Wh-What's with this flashy Trojan Horse of a statue?! Who would even make something like this—and worse yet, then dump it on someone’s front lawn to deal with?!

“Urgh…” He shivered, sinking into the temporary comfort of his jacket. “I-I guess I have no choice in this. I’d better get rid of it before it melts and seeps into all our tech…”

Idia returned to the pegasus, his brain already set to running the rough calculations. Thinking, planning.

Something of this size will be impossible for the regular cleaning robots to clean up. I’ll have to put together something larger, but even if I just take one the basic models to modify and scale up, I’ll need to collect the right parts…

His eyes traced the pegasus, beginning with the tip of its extended wings and ending at the base of its front hooves. Numbers and estimations were still buzzing in his mind when he noticed the piece of paper tucked under one horseshoe. Trash, Idia suspected. Another problem for him.

Groaning, he crouched down to pick it up. There were words scrawled on it, and—Idia squinted hard—it was a message for him?

"... This is a 'super massive death robot'? And it shoots 'chocolate death lasers'?" He scoffed at the idea. As if this gaudy thing's functional. The chocolate would melt from the heat of the circuits and other electrical units powering up.

But perhaps even more ludicrous than the thought of a horse robot meant for combat, more ridiculous than shooting chocolate beams, was the notion that they had come from a secret admirer. Idia's pale complexion heated and colored with embarrassment.

Y-Yeah right... I'll bet this is just someone's idea of a cruel joke. There's no way any of that's true. Haha, guys, real hilarious, making fun of the shut-in otaku on Single Awareness Day.

Crumpling the paper into a ball, Idia casually tossed it back at the ground.

Whrrrrrrr...

"... Huh? What's that... sound..."

Idia looked up and immediately paled.

The eyes of the pegasus had started to glow crimson, and the air around it had grown thick and heavy—crackling with magic. Idia whipped around, scrambling to flee.

But too late.

A bright light erupted from the robot’s mouth, engulfing him in a blazingly hot ray. Weight collected on him, and within seconds Idia was crushed by a resounding force. He fell to the ground in a pathetically shrieking heap, flailing his arms to grasp at an escape.

He found something and held tight to it, only for his fingers to come away sticky and sweet.

“This is…”

… Chocolate?

Idia glanced around him. Chocolate had magically manifested as far as the eye could see, burying him in a pile of sugar, fat, and cacao. It was practically death by chocolate.

“I-Impossible!!” he sputtered, gaping up at the equine monstrosity. "It... It shouldn't be operational! It shouldn't work! It can't work...!!"

Yet it had.

Realization set in, slow and horrifying. A fervent fire had stoked beneath his skin, fanning out across every last inch of him.

In spite of that, an anxious grin started to form on his mouth.

"Hi... hihihihi..."

Idia covered his burning face and let himself melt into the pile of chocolate. His heart felt like it was on overdrive, all of its circuits firing at once and frying his system. He didn't care if he would turn it into a sticky puddle, didn't care if his cackling was overheard.

Because maybe there was hope for him after all. A possibility to be discovered in the mountain of impossibilities, love for someone who was thought to be loveless.

A secret admirer for him.

[spottheantisemitism]

Hit pieces

so like you know they guys who were 'NOOO Magneto can't be zionist😭"

One of them is Calina who used to reblog tikkunolamresistance claimed to go to every protest that she helped and Gazan family and they all happily celebrated Hannukah together even though many Gazans have religious trauma and would ABSOLUTELY NOT (Juju has a whole post about this)

Listen I've talked to palestineans, I'm more scared of white people but many Palestineans do not feel safe around Jews

I call bullshit on your saviourism and orientalism and you all celebrating hannukah (Hannukah too the most culturally christian holiday) happily when most Gazans can't even look at a Magen David. It's all too neat all too Norman Rockwell "can't we all get along". How did they fit in your house with your roomate? how did you feed them? Do they all smoke weed?

I mean he HAS (in X-men 2). So has Charles in the comics. So has Jean, she was even executed for it. That said this is a microaggression to make someone not enjoy the thing they like

Cope and seethe that others interpret him differently

Calina ignores basic comic history to suit her needs

seems blind to the irony of this statement when you do the same with literally all other Jews

Oh nOOO him wagging his finger at the ambassodor and telling her to do better means he wants Israel to be destroyed and stop it's wars. He was former Mossad he's telling her tactics are bad and the country is shit at keeping peace

"He's atheist so he sees through the lies of Israel and how they mistreated him" How anti theist of you. that's NOT what he says on panel. you're trotting out the "Israel mistreats holocaust survivors". In claremont's comics survivors are treated really well, sometimes comics don't match up with real life such as a boy has lazer beams or friendship can undo brainwashing.

"he lived their briefly" ah yes a few years is brief. He lived in Israel longer than he lived in Vinnistsya and his toddler daugther had time to be born and raised there before dying in a pogrom. Which WHY he moved to Israel

"he only lived there to track down nazis" NO CALINA, he lived because HE HAD NO WHERE ELSE TO GO. YOU REBLOGGED MY ESSAY ON THAT back when we were friends? don't you remember my talking points, old friend?

"Zionism isn't Judiasm" yes but his Judiasm is only ever spoken of in forms of his allegorical zionist

"I only blorbofy fictional war criminals" Honey you support TOR who suppurted ALL the terror orgs. You very much DO support real life war criminals

you even admit it.

while cannibal mostly writes porn so I thought it was "NOOO you put politics in my smut and actions comics" but Get this

he has a story about a Jewish character leaving to seek freedom in a town that's safe for Jews and Mutants alike in the wild west sounds like a "Put Israel in Alaska" story to me. Sir you 20K words of "zionism is fine if it displaces native americans instead of palestineans"

proof I didn't make this up:

last tag

you made this goy a Jew and had him go on an exodus but bitch about real life Jews? fuck off, hypocrite

nothing these two grifters can say should be taken at face value

[pjsk-headcanons]

last one was a rare non an hc apologies an nation, back to your regular an shitty headcanons she doesn’t really know music so she’ll roll into practice and plop by toya “i need the sound like more crunchy. what do you call it when a voice is crunchy is when a voice is chocolate-y” or like talking to someone about uhhhhhh SHIT what was the English word not falsettos… high notes?? Yeah. She’ll be like “LAZER BEAM IT” “i- wHAT???” (source: I did this a lot while learning music and still do. And lazer beaming does work do it from under your eyes and go a little nasally)

—🎧Anon

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[lala1267]

Is it wrong (Part 5)

Summary: literally just cilla arguing and Elvis finding out what cilla did to Lolita.

Notes: This chapter is fucking boring since I spent like 20 mins on this or whatever. (It's really short) I've had no motivation to write recently, sorry guys. Make sure to read the note at the end and let me know ur opinions xoxo.

Little Lolita was shaken by Elvis's sudden return. He did tell her, but the note fell into the wrong hands.

Downstairs

Priscilla looked at Elvis with a cold menacing look. Her eyes shot at him like lazer beams as she stood there with her fists balled and arms aggressively crossed over her chest that was violently heaving up and down. Elvis hugged and kissed Lisa lovingly as the most sweetest chuckles escaped his used lips. The way his cheeks defined and his hair hung made a light enter Priscilla's body. But she was not going to let it seep into her grey heart. Elvis put Lisa down and watched her run upstairs to Lolita. Elvis held his arms out wide as if he were waiting for his hug from Prsicilla. She just stood there with that stupid bitchy face of hers. Her pink lips pouted, and her brows furrowed. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Elvis lowered his long arms to his side. His face downturned, and his smile faded into a glum frown. He walked over to her before hugging her and caressing her.

"Oh, what's up, baby? What's the biggie?"

He questions as he eagerly hugs her. She wedges her small arms in between hers and Elvis's chest and pushes him away harshly. She looked up at him, her foxy eyes and her black hair making her look a lot more ghostly. Elvis tipped his head sidwards and raised his arms.

"What's wrong now? Don't be like this, I've only just come home."

His tone was now more stern and serious. His face was now more serious. He stared into Priscilla's moon-drunk, haunted, peirced soul. Her once royal blue eyes were like a dark night in a cemetery. The anger and sadness bubbled inside of her like a boiling kettle that whistled like a loud siren warning. Priscilla's lungs squeezed tight as she took a deep breath of the dense air that filled the room.

"You can have your wedding ring back. It will come in handy for your "Little Lolita. ""

She said in an annoying sarcastic voice as she slipped the diamond ring off her ring finger. Elvis's face contorted, and his hands jolted.

"What are you talking about?"

Elvis asked as his face turned a light shade of cherry red.

"You know exactly what I mean. Come on, sending fucking letters in the evening? You could have at least been more sneaky. You're a stupid man, stupid."

She shook her head in disappointment as she bit back her nasty tongue. She threw the ring hard at the core of Elvis chest.

"Oh, baby, i-i can explain."

He says before swallowing back his salty tears of shame. Priscilla's index finger pointed straight at Elvis's face as her bitter words finally released.

"How dare you do this to me. You were dogging me around whilst you and that little girl were necking on! She is just a no good little girl who wants to be a grown up, she is a fucking bitch! And you - don't even get me started on... you."

Elvis had a look of dismay, but he suddenly felt a wave of anger arise inside his heated heart.

"Don't talk about her like that!"

He exclaims as his finger wafted in her pathetic face. Priscilla's hand raised to slap Elvis across the face. They shared a moment of silence before the storm began. They shouted and fought like goddamn animals. Their animalistic behaviour sounded throughout the whole house.

Lolita sat on Elvis's and Priscilla's shared bed. Lisa sat on her lap in her little pink dress. Lolita tickled and played with her, trying her best to distract her from the wildfire that was going on downstairs. Baby dolls and toys sat on the satin bedsheets. Lisa held a Barbie doll in her small hand as Lolita held another. They played sweetly. She was like her older sister. Their playtime was broken when the door burst open and crashed against the wall, leaving an indent. In comes Prsicilla, whose face was red, and her eyes were glassy and bloodshot. Tears streamed down her face like a river. She glanced at Lolita and Lisa before stomping over to a large bag that sat on the floor. She gripped it tightly and lifted it before storming back out, slamming the door behind her. Lisa began to cry as the loud noise startled her. Lolita hugged her close and played with her short baby hair. Lolita just stared at the large grand door that had been previously slammed shut. She felt for Prsicilla. She felt guilty. A single tear dropped from her eye and to the red carpet. She quickly wiped it away whilst still keeping baby Lisa wrapped like a gift in her arms.

She sat there for a few more minutes. Heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway, causing Lolita to jump slightly. The footsteps grew closer. Lolita lifted Lisa up a bit higher so that she would cover her dull blue bruises that decorated her twig like colar bones. The door knob twisted and wiggled until Elvis entered the room. He looked exhausted and tired. His eyes met with Lolita's.

"Are you ok, E?"

He sighed before lighting a cigar.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine"

He said before breathing a large cloud of cigar smoke through his pink lips. He slowly walked over to Lolita, who still had Lisa in her arms. She looked good as a mother.

"Sweet baby."

He said before picking Lisa up from Lolita's arms. Lolita crossed her arms in hopes of disguising the ghostly bruises that decorated her body. Elvis played with Lisa before his eyes layed on Lolita.

"Why are ya crossing your arms so awkwardly?"

He said whilst letting out a chuckle.

"Just feel like it."

She said quietly as she broke eye contact with him. Elvis's smile faded.

"Are ya ok?"

His brows furrowed as he placed Lisa in her crib. He quickly sat down next to Lolita.

"I'm fine, Elvis, I'm fine."

She said quietly.

"Unfold your arms."

He ordered in a serious tone. Lolita looked up at him with her bami eyes that were filled with ocean blues.

"N-no, I'm fin-"

"I said unfold your arms, now."

He demanded calmy. His teeth grinded, and his fists clenched. Lolita looked up at him before slowly unfolding her arms to reveal her beaten body. Elvis's eyes widened at the sight.

"What happened?"

He asked, trying to contain his sorrow tears.

"I just fell."

"Don't bullshit me. Who did this to you!?"

Lolita felt a sea of tears escape her doll eyes.

"P-priscilla."

She said as she looked down and sucked up her shame. Elvis instantly wrapped his hands around her fragile body. She felt like a feather coated in soft satin. She felt cold and corpse like. She smelt of fresh winter air.

"She ain't getting away with this. No one hurts my baby."

He said through his teeth as he buried his face in her golden hair. His hands rubbed her blue sores. The warmth of his body sent a summer shine tingle through her veins. He bent his head down to kiss her blue bruises. A million kisses rained upon her, each one curing her ills.

Over the next few days, Elvis would love her like a baby and treat her like a child, his child. He would feed her, dress her, wash her, like his little baby doll. His touch would warm her cold skin through the dark, stormy nights as her salty tears dropped to the floor. His gaze would light her fragile heart as he would cuddle her like a teddy bear. His deep southern drawl evoked unknown emotions that were buried in the depths of her yellow sunny soul.

Guys, let me know if u want another part of this cause I'm getting kind of bored of this series. I don't mind carrying it on if u lot want more, but I won't if u guys don't want. But I have quite a few up and coming fics in the works. Im planning to make them just fics and not multiple parts, so u guys don't have to wait for new chapters to come out xoxo.

[explosiontooth]

edgar and mma....... i am Listening intently

I agree… im just gonna interpret this as a chance to talk abt what i like about them

Despite filling the same narrative needs, i interpreted edgar and mma’s relationship to be very different from magnus and mma’s. Eddie and the assassin seem to have mutual respect for each other, neither one of them are the leader of the revengencers, they both are, together. They both know that the other has what they lack. They need each other for this to work.

The assassin clearly cares enough about edgar to risk getting shot to go and save him (and his weird flesh mask brother). Its a little disappointing we only really see them interact in one episode…

Ive said something like this before, but the things they achieve together are crazy. They build an army together… edgar builds a fucking fire beam lazer canon powered by SOUND specifically for mma to use.

In the end, edgar’s devices aid in mma’s death. That’s like, the DEFINITION of yaoi.

In my mind its like… do you think that, in that dark and damp abandoned warehouse, they ever explored eachother’s bodies? My answer is yes.

[kaoharu]

ur my bestie so i have to beam the polyamory couple into ur brain *lazer sound*

THEYRE SO CUTEEEEE big fan <3 who's the one in the middle :0

[era404-skib]

Episode 67 part 3: Summary and Extra Facts

•The episode resumes on TCam buzzsawing off his head due to the RSOD the Scientist pulled out. However, TSpeak gets up and tries to hold TCam back.

•TCam, in desperation to evade the light, pushes TSpeak off and stands up, with the movement of the saw slightly hurting TSpeak in the process.

•Scientist increases the intensity of the light but TSpeak lunges forward again, this time with a large knife. He rips the buzzsaw of TCam, to which he uses his remaining arm to punch his head, trying to punch it off.

•Scientist changes the RSOD to a PSOH (Purple Screen of Hypnosis) to weaponize TCam. TSpeak readies a knife onto his head to launch via sound, but GT sends a beam straight into him, knocking him down. Under the influence of the PSOH, TCam begins to stand on TSpeak and attack him.

•The POV picks up 2 rocket launchers and fires at the Scientist's TV. The smoke grabs the Scientists attention for a fleeting second, which was all the Alliance needed.

•A huge knife is shot into the TV, breaking it. TCam stops attacking TSpeak and collapses down onto the ground, presumably unconscious.

•A thunderstorm cloud full of smog appears from where the knife came from, lighting erupting out from it. A voice echoes from it, saying ".ereh eid liiw ouY / You will die here." A large purple blade comes out, and we see the rest of the Upgraded Cinemaman follow with it.

•He advances forward and GT screams while zooming off. The Scientist readies his acid cannons and prepare for battle.

•U-Cinema jabs at the broken TV and speakers with his blade. The Scientist launches all his acid at him, however it has no effect.

•With one final jab, the TV falls off. TTV activates his RSOD and shines it at the Scientist. The Scientist is set on fire by this and is completely stunned.

•TTV stabs through the Scientist's head, and for the finishing blow, sends a lazer out of his core which melts the Scientist's whole head.

•TTV turns to the POV and signals a :3 face.

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Extra Info:

•DFB has confirmed there will be a part 4.

•I expect TTV will either chase after GT or teleport the 2 injured titans away for repairs.

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As a HUGE TTV fan, I've had too keep my reaction down this whole post. If you wanna hear my silly rambling for whatever reason, click undef the cut:

EHEHEHEGEIYGJYKGUYIGYVVUKYKKYV HES SO COOL AND BADASS AND SILLY SIMULTANEOUSLY,,, AND HOLY SHIT HE FUCKED UP SCIENTIST SO BAD. AHAHA EAT DIRT YA LITTLE SHIT!!!

AND GT IS GONNA BE AN EASY KILL. IF HE WAS STRONGER THAN TTV HE WOULDVE STAYED AND FOUGHT. MAYBE HE WOULDVE HAD A CHANCE IF HE STAYED WITH SCI BWEHEHE THE LITTLE SHITASS

I am a small bit disappointed with TTV's design though. I thought it would look a bit less like the fanmade versions. @lensman-arms-race also made a great point stating that his TV's look a bit stapled on.

Dont get me wrong though, I'm still super happy!!! I love the little killing machine <33

[shamelessmilkshakedelusio]

Seeing sam shoot lazer beams out his eyes to heat a pizza while holding a kanata to slice it is the least bad dream ive had about danganmon so far

I had a dream that Axeton and Cogsworth met Faust and Sam, and Axeton was beating the fuck out of Faust while Sam tried to convince Cogsworth to calm Axeton down. (In this universe Cogsworth and Axeton are a couple.)

Btw that dream sounds funny!

[lotus-corner]

Hey! If you know Animatic Battle, how about Lee!Animatic? ^_^ (Ler can be anyone >:3)

It's kind of a given I have to make this now. So Lee!Animatic and Ler!Exclamation Mark (who else was it gonna be /silly).

Exclamation Mark Likes Rocks

Printer and Exclamation Mark looked at some random rocks.

"And you are fine with me being trans?" Printer questioned.

"Yes, I don't see why I won't accept you. You are a wonderful member of our team. Now I will eat these rocks," Exclamation Mark smiled.

"Why would you eat rocks?!" Yelled a familiar voice.

"Oh, it's you," Exclamation Mark smiled.

It was Animatic. She looked down on her contestants.

"Because the rocks will make me stronger," Exclamation Mark expanded.

"I don't think so," Printer stated, "But hey, Exclamation Mark, didn't Animatic hurt you with his tickling?"

"Sounds about right," Exclamation Mark confirmed.

"Do you think you should get revenge?" Printer asked.

"Yeah, why not," Exclamation Mark replied.

Exclamation Mark ran to Animatic. They pushed him back with their right arm. With Animatic's arm still on Exclamation Mark's head, they spidered Animatic's hand.

"Tickle, tickle, tickle," Exclamation Mark giggled.

"I meant killing him," Printer commented.

"I think tickling is better than murdering," Exclamation Mark added.

"Whatever," Animatic replied, "I can handle it."

Exclamation Mark then targeted Animatic's legs roughly. Animatic then realized this he might not able to handle this, but he refused to swallow his pride and admit to Printer and Exclamation Mark that. Her giggles did peek through her mouth. Exclamation Mark quickly moved to Animatic's face. Animatic tired to shoot a lazer beam at Exclamation Mark but it ended up in the sky. It shot passed Weather and landed on an old star. This caused a super nova. All that came out of Animatic's mouth was a high-pitched laugh.

"My job is done. Now I can eat my rocks," They informed Printer.

"How about you ignore the rocks and be my best friend," Printer offered.

"That sounds better," Exclamation Mark smiled, "I accept."

"This was a waste of time," Animatic responded and walked away.

[winter-doggo]

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favorite followers 🖤

Ah, heck, I got this from @prismaticpichu too. Does that mean I have to do ten things?

(I'm also not gonna send it to 10 further people because I'm not the chain mail type, but if you're reading this, you're cool and awesome and I am lazer beaming friendship at you)

I've always been a creative type, and I'm happy I managed to hold onto that and grow over time into bringing people joy with my creations.

I'm not half bad with technology. This isn't to say the point is I'm particularly good, either, but I have a ton of fun poking around with computers and using them for things, and I like that I can do that! WinterDoggo learn more coding challenge

Autism. Sorry to be clear I mean uhh. You ever like memorising lists of stuff to do with your favourite things? Like memorising every Pokémon and memorising every Monster Hunter Monster and memorising every item you can find/bug or fish you can catch/quest you can do in The Dog Island because you love DATA and INFORMATION and STATISTICS and wanted to KNOW YOUR FAVOURITE THINGS INSIDE OUT and yeah I calmed down a pinch over the years but there's still me. I still love statistics and I still memorise the creatures. I can still identify a bunch of real world butterflies purely from me being so into THE DOG Island like 15 years ago. That sort of memorisation set the base for me being so good at speedrunning it, actually. So ok, yeah, autism lmao

As a kid/teenager I spent a while being really judgemental, and I'm really happy to have moved past that. Less of a hypocrite and more just an authentic weirdo. Maybe that's just part of growing up, but some people don't, y'know?

I've never thought I had much of a fashion sense, but I've still managed to develop something of a style in my wardrobe. And I love my leather coats and fancy-looking hats and that practically everything is in black. So kind of my fashion sense even though I don't really know what I'm doing xD

Man. How did you guys do this? I compressed what could have been a lot of little things into less numerous things. And that's a skill that I like that I have! My brain... hasn't got a lot of RAM, shall we say. So it's gotten pretty good at compression. But now I have to think of more things when I could have split "creative" into each individual creative skill hahah

This is a weird one, because while I'm not at all patriotic, I still like being British. Because people from other countries (particularly Americans) seem to automatically think my accent is great and i can spook people with weird sounding food. It's sorta looped me into liking my own voice. Thanks, internet!

I'd like to think, when it comes to fandom, I'm alright at thinking of little things that tie things together just that slight bit more interestingly while still sticking close to the source. I've gotten enough compliments on little headcanons I mention (and worldbuilding bits particularly from my Yuke's CatzDogz fics) that my silly little noggin sees a pattern. And i think that's neat!

I SENT OVER 2000 BOOPS YESTERDAY FOR THE TUMBLR APRIL FOOLS DAY AND I'M PROUD OF IT

Friendship :] I must be doing something right! Alas I'm too scatterbrained to remember half the reasons people say they like me, but they do, and all those traits that people cite? i like em too, because I like making my friends happy ^^

There we go. Thanks for reading :]

[a-student-out-of-time]

Except for me! Come Noriaki! And we shall destroy all evil snakes with sharks with Lazer beams!

That sounds really cool! Thank you!

Yeah, it does!