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A Perpetual Motion Engine of Anxiety and Self-Loathing
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So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
Also, unrelated to Batman. But holy shit does this look like a marked improvement over that dismal first season. Thank God for showrunner change-ups, eh @Hound55?
It's still only a trailer, and trailers can be deceiving... but so far, yes.
If your character was chosen for a Lantern Ring (pretending all the various corps exist) what colour do you think they'd get? Based on their portrayal in this roleplay? Alternatively what colour of rings do you think other people would get.
"I suppose I kind of deserved it when you pushed me into that rift. I had almost killed innocent people."
"I don't think you're a bad person, Claudia..." Said Gabriel. "But you think, say and do terrible things a bit too often."
"Maybe you should consider the possibility that we're looking at things through different lenses?" She said, grabbing the 'gift' from Gabriel's hand. "You spend your time either doing the smallest things or protecting the galaxies alongside the others in far away worlds. I'm the only one of the two who actually picks the big battles taking place right on Earth."
"The moment you pick a side in those battles, though, you're making a political decision."
"Of course I'm making a political decision," she said. "But so are you, you dumbfuck. The only difference is that your political decisions when it comes to Earth boil down to doing the bare minimum because you're scared of your own convictions."
"Claudia, I'm a bisexual Christian socialist who joined a libertarian commune of space wizards. If I start making major decisions on Earth, I'm definitely going to alienate a lot of people."
He sighed.
"You don't have that problem, because you're always on the 'right' side. You're on the side of the people who just want things to be 'normal' and comfortable. But what if what's 'normal' is actually awful in its own right?"
She said nothing.
He said nothing.
They let a couple minutes pass, gazed at the auroras some more, then simultaneously decided that it was time to do what they had come here to do.
Tour de Force!
I didn't know whether to like it, laugh with it or give thanks for it, so I did all three. Fantastic post!
"And with that news Johnny Storm got to his feet and began dancing about, and it was about this time that I noticed that this fire throwing cross dimensional refugee was ACTUALLY the Ultimate universe Green Goblin...
So i asked him what it would take for him to keep my secret identity a secret, and that's when he said...
'I need about tree fiddy...'
And that's when I realised that this young man looking, demon sized green-being which could throw fire was ACTUALLY the 95 foot Loch Ness Monster...
I said 'Get outta here, damn Loch Ness Monster! I ain't givin' you no tree fiddy!'"
The irony is, I had to edit my post because the coding broke. I hit the quote button, but after posting it was all fuck-ified. Technically, Hound's poor formatting ruined the quoting, but, still.
My presence destroys anything. I bring entropy to all things.
So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.</div>