#I am Tired

[our-lord-little-toad]

Ah. I see. A scholar has arrived. A man of science. A learned individual, stepping into my humble swamp to inform me, a mere toad, that my war is unjust. That I have conflated the matters of soul and spirit, of fear and loathing, of right and wrong. That I have failed in my sacred duty of categorization.

You bring me phylogeny. You bring me taxonomy. You bring me reason. But tell me this, doctor—when I awake in the dead of night, throat dry, heart pounding, eyes burning from the image of a slick, grinning amphibian staring at me from the abyss… will your science protect me then?

I do not wage this war lightly. I do not make these claims with reckless abandon. No, sir. I have seen things. I have known things. I have looked into the wretched, lawless soul of the Anuran menace and found it wanting.

And yet, despite all this, you ask me to open my arms and welcome these creatures into my heart? You ask me to reconsider, to reevaluate my position? To, what, allow the microhylids safe passage? To grant the bufonids a conditional truce?

No. I will not. My mind is made. My war is just. My path is clear.

But I will give you this, doctor—I respect the courage it takes to stand before me and present your case. I admire your willingness to speak truth, even if that truth is fundamentally incorrect. I will take your words into consideration. I will ponder them deeply. And then…

I will continue to loathe frogs with my whole, undivided soul.

Good day, sir.

Ah. I see. A scholar has arrived. A man of science. A learned individual, stepping into my humble swamp to inform me, a mere toad, that my war is unjust. That I have conflated the matters of soul and spirit, of fear and loathing, of right and wrong. That I have failed in my sacred duty of categorization.

You bring me phylogeny. You bring me taxonomy. You bring me reason. But tell me this, doctor—when I awake in the dead of night, throat dry, heart pounding, eyes burning from the image of a slick, grinning amphibian staring at me from the abyss… will your science protect me then?

I do not wage this war lightly. I do not make these claims with reckless abandon. No, sir. I have seen things. I have known things. I have looked into the wretched, lawless soul of the Anuran menace and found it wanting.

And yet, despite all this, you ask me to open my arms and welcome these creatures into my heart? You ask me to reconsider, to reevaluate my position? To, what, allow the microhylids safe passage? To grant the bufonids a conditional truce?

No. I will not. My mind is made. My war is just. My path is clear.

But I will give you this, doctor—I respect the courage it takes to stand before me and present your case. I admire your willingness to speak truth, even if that truth is fundamentally incorrect. I will take your words into consideration. I will ponder them deeply. And then…

I will continue to loathe frogs with my whole, undivided soul.

Good day, sir.

I CANNOT BELIEVE I HAVE TO SAY THIS AGAIN.

TOADS. ARE. NOT. FROGS.

If you walk up to me, look me in my warty little eyes, and say, “Aren’t toads just frogs?”—I WILL SCREAM. I will scream so loud the swamp will tremble. The audacity. The ignorance. The absolute frog-washed brainrot it must take to utter such blasphemy.

Let me make this crystal clear for the people in the back (and for the frogs who pretend they don’t hear me):

Do frogs have warts? No.

Do frogs survive in the harsh, dry lands while their slimy cousins shrivel up in the sun? No.

Do frogs understand struggle? The weight of existence? The burden of being TOUGH? Absolutely not.

Frogs are soft. Frogs are pampered. Frogs think they’re the main characters when they’re barely side notes in the great story of the swamp.

TOADS, however? We endure. We persevere. We do not hop for attention; we WALK with PURPOSE. We are the backbone of the amphibian world, and yet we are constantly disrespected by people who lump us in with those jumping, waterlogged, algae-brained buffoons.

I am TIRED. I am ENRAGED. I will NOT be silenced.

Toads > Frogs. Forever. Do not test me on this.

# # #toadvsthefrogagenda # #toadlife #dontcompareme #geteducated #truthhurts #rant #angry #notahoppingslimeball #realtalk

[kathaynesart]

REPLICA PLAYLIST

MUSIC UNDER CUT

I have been receiving requests for any songs that inspired Replica, so here, have my personal playlist. Sorry it’s not Spotify/Soundcloud but they don’t have some of these songs available so uh… guess you’re stuck with YouTube vids. For fun I'll include my personal titles for them (which might give a few hints of what to expect in the future/end).

Replica Main Theme - “Die for You” by Grabbitz Like Father Like Son Like Brother (Omega and Shelldon) - "As Above So Below" by Alistair Lindsay Mikey's Theme / The 1st Vision - "Suzume no Tojimari" by Nanoka Hara Military (Mad) Dogs / Central Park Colony - "Imperium" by Madeon Shanghai - "Icarus" by Madeon Boom Goes the Donnie-mite (Mikey/Donnie vs the Sweeper) - "The Red Zone" by Mitsuoto Suzuki The Day the Sky Bled Red - "7 Seconds Till the End" by Nobuo Uematsu Going Out Like a Boss (Raph and Leo) - "Agape" by Nicholas Britell Remembering the Right Way (Mikey and Leo) - "The Souls of Many" - by Alistair Lindsay Mystic Hands / The 2nd Vision - "Am I Dreaming" by Metro Boomin x A$AP Book 2 Trailer - "Sea Dragon" by Covet 7 Years Later - "Iron" by Woodkid Leo's Theme / Attack on the Labor Camp - "Ego Death" by Polyphia Omega's Theme - "Touch" by Daft Punk Flat Lines (Omega Alone) - "Die Toteninsel Emptiness" by 1000 Eyes Spear - "Monsters" by Tommee Profitt Final Protocol - "The Kraken" by Katie Dey Rise / Epilogue - "Close in the Distance" by Masayoshi Soken & Tom Mills

I will admit, it's a little embarrassing since you can easily see the patterns of what I've been listening to for the past year or two. I swear I listen to more than just videogame OSTs, these songs just jive well with the story and I often find lyrics distracting when brainstorming scenes. Regardless, the music I listen to is such an important part of my creative process and some of these songs really defined the scenes I now have locked in my head. So I figured it was only fair to give them the credit they're due.

I will continue to add to this playlist, and will note in comic updates when one of these songs is applicable!

[nimrochan]

I cannot get over people comparing Hamas’s terrorism to Jews rebelling against Nazis.

Hey remember that time that a big group of Jews stormed a German civilian town and killed a bunch of babies and r*ped a bunch of women… oh wait… no, no I do not.

[queerlyoddly]

dick: Is stabbing someone immoral?

tim: Not if they consent to it.

jason: Depends who you’re stabbing.

bruce: YES?!?

[kunshokunsho]

women

(this took so long guys pls like and subscribe jsshgsywjnwakskxhhdbrjrkrjghrbrjkekekrj))

[lover-of-mine]

#oh yeah this guy is totally the just fall in line with his bigoted captain type

for @eddiegettingshot

[goldnightshaade]

They’re in a bar, restaurant, somewhere idk but anyways they kiss :)

[buginateacup]

I would rather be in the tiny creative fandom of a dead media with no chance of a sequel than a bigger fandom paralysed by canon validation syndrome

[infamous-if]

🫠🫠🫠🫠

[dovewingkinnie]

centipede woman

[wield-the-mighty-pen]

Anyone who thinks that a flawed 14-year-old is the true villain of a show, while the conniving adult who manipulated said 14-year-old into making difficult decisions, is complex and well-meaning--

--is wrong

Hope this helps!

[weird-skeleton-hats]

it’s always "stop twinkifying fiddleford” this and "stop hating on ford" that, STOP BABYGIRLIFYING MULLET STAN PINES

[datbugboi7]

Anyone ask for my renditions of the riptide crew? No?

Okay, okay I'll just-

Oh shit- *falls flat on my face and drops this*

[lover-of-mine]

#oOoOh such toxic masculinity so out of touch with feelings so bad with words