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yuseirra · 3 months ago
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Disconnect
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timethehobo · 6 months ago
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This is still one of my fave games tbh. Sometimes it’s the indies that hit the best.
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pa-pa-plasma · 7 days ago
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you guys have got to be nicer when people don't remember the words for things. memory issues are a common symptom of a lot of disorders/disabilities & it doesn't make anyone stupid or ignorant. it's not even a test of intelligence. is high school memorization testing really the hill you want to die on here
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dragon-wisteria · 2 years ago
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weirdcat1213 · 1 year ago
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time for stampede theory woop woop!
trimax spoilers btw
both vash and nai were innocent like in the manga before nai got his powers but around the same time he starts to get his knives and stuff, the scene with conrad and the rest of the crew happens
conrad will say "oh as long as they dont show any signs of being plants theyll be alright rem! no need to worry! that wont happen again" and thats how nai gets curious about whatever rem is hiding
also i feel like we are gonna have a scene of rem showing nai the bible cuz WE HAVE TO! LIKE WTF REM! I NEED CONTEXT FOR YOUR WEIRD DECISION!
maybe it was conrad who gave him the bible? so many questions
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themellanoidslimeworm · 2 years ago
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Star Trek Prodigy Season 1 Episode 5 ‘Terror Firma’ 6:30 mins
Jankom meets and politely disagrees with an alien flower.
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Daa da daa… Huuhh?
Oh!
Arghh!
Grrrrr!
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jils-things · 8 months ago
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aaoughh ... rolls arounndddd i have this one song ive been playing nonstop and i keep thinkignng about nort.onfjhfhfjhhgf uee uee...... ueueue im so . !!!!!!!!
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aarix · 1 year ago
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do you remember the first time you heard Bad Words. words like "pedophile" and "fascism". like before you even had a concept of what those things even were. I'm not making a point with this post I'm just Reflecting.
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leasboyfriend · 2 years ago
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i wouldnt necessarily be able to fight with Axel's chakrams, but i did spend enough time using 4 mallet stevens grip that i could hold them confidently at least lmfao
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synthville · 2 years ago
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RAFFI MUSIKER - ST: PIC - S03E01
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ghostlypawn · 2 years ago
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mad respect to anyone whos favourite season is season 7 bc its honestly not that good you guys just like the personal moments before/after the cases
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andhumanslovedstories · 11 months ago
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cuteasamuntin · 1 year ago
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Hm, I vote “Paying your writers, actors, and crew a fair wage for their labor!”
Oh weird, that’s not an option.
What about the less prominent but still-respected themes of “Transparency in aggregate streaming data and collection methodology” or “No draconian definitions for an account ‘household’ based on location/IP.”
Dang, looks like those are out too. Okay, lemme re-read the question.
Yeah, I’m gonna have to go with “Not focusing on the least important part of an ethnoreligion’s cultural coming-of-age ritual in marketing tactics.”
Cast your vote in the rest of the polls here.
You Are So Not Invited To My Bat Mitzvah premieres Friday on Netflix.
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stinkle-mcfuckwit · 1 year ago
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i struggle with prepositions, adjective endings and remembering gender but at least i don't get fucked by which verbs are separable and which are not
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warcrimesimulator · 1 year ago
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My olde rainbow-tailed sparkledog (sparklefoxcat?) fursona is a meme at this point but tbh the most nostalgic fursona design for me was my 2011 one. Iconic, even.
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sistertotheknowitall · 9 months ago
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Masterpost
“But to the BatFam? That is just Some Guy. A random dude - if you will.”
“Don’t worry about it, I’m missing my spleen.”
“Oh cool, yeah, missing organs suck. I’m missing a kidney and part of my liver. Oh! And my gallbladder but that was more of a necessary evil, it was like, poisoning me or something.” Danny was so focused on applying pressure to his wound (and maybe being a bit too light headed) that he didn’t notice how silent his friend had gotten. Like-wise the comms had gone equally quiet as Gotham’s vigilante family realized that they knew very little about this kid.
It was concerning how quickly they all started to see him as a friend considering it was them as vigilantes he interacted with the most. Tim was the only one who saw him frequently when out of the suit because he was a regular at Danny’s day job. (He worked as a barista in the coffee shop Tim favored.) The others saw him occasionally but more often than not it was just in passing. Steph, Duke, and Dick had to stop themselves from approaching him on the street.
It was odd, one day he had just moved to Gotham, seeming to appear out of nowhere, and then the next he was a constant presence in their lives. Usually armed and ready with a concerning or odd quip, it had started with him being another victim of the city’s petty criminals and had snowballed from there.
Now it wasn’t like the bats saw Danny everyday, but it was expected that he would cross paths with at least three of them before the end of the week. They ran into him more often than any other Gothamite, including the criminals and rouges they fought.
At first the constant meetings by “coincidence” was suspicious. If he wasn’t the one being saved from a mugging, kidnapping, or city wide villain assault, then he was near by and trying to help.
(“Trying to help” usually meant drawing attention to himself so the original victim could escape. Once it had meant Danny armed with a baseball bat against four grown men. Bruce and Dick have tried to talk to him about putting himself in harms way but the kid is surprisingly elusive when he wants to be. Yet, even when avoiding Batman and his eldest, Danny could be found on the patrol route of another family member.)
But honestly? The guy seemed just as exhausted as they were of seeing each other. By the twelfth time in a month, Danny had accused them of stalking him.
The background check Bruce and Tim had run came back clean and he never seemed to be involved in the various criminal activities. He was just there, a weirdly unlucky bystander. So as far as Dick and the others could see, Danny was a completely normal dude. He just said strange things and wasn’t intimidated by them, he actually made it a point to be unhelpful sometimes. When trying to learn his name he gave them the run around for two months. (“I know about stranger danger. I don’t care how often you say you’re the ‘good guys.’ I’m not falling for it.”)
On one memorable occasion Danny had disappeared for a week and a half. When they started to assume the worse, he popped back up behind the counter at work. Tim had relaxed significantly when he entered the shop to Danny organizing pastries in the display case. Once he’d placed his order, the young CEO asked Danny if he’d been on vacation. To which Danny had just sighed and told Tim “I wish, but no I was called to court to handle some affairs I couldn’t get out of.” (After a check to see if Danny had gotten charged with something and coming back empty, Tim had concluded that it was an odd way to say he had had jury duty.)
Thinking about it now, outside a stray comment or two, Danny didn’t talk about himself or his life. They knew he didn’t have a good relationship with his parents, “they were much more goal oriented than that joke of a kidnapper, but I think drugs do that to a person.” (It was still unclear if he meant his parents were kidnappers themselves or on drugs.) They knew he had an older sister who would “kill me again if she finds out I was in another bank robbery.” They also knew he was, possibly, depressed after last week’s comment of “is it considered murder if you’re already dead but, like, still alive?” (Damian had saved him from a drug ring but after another “baby ninja” comment the young Robin had threatened to give Danny back to his would-be murderers.)
Dick knew Danny was a weird guy who never wanted to elaborate on the things he said. (Jason was still confused on what he meant by “rotted milk soul.”) That didn’t mean the comments themselves didn’t say a lot about him. And tonight’s comment, accompanied by the prominent and jagged autopsy scars, said more than Danny was probably willing to share.
Part one
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