A POC/non-white/mixie nerd scrapbook. Because we’re awesome.
One of the best Twine games I have played. Do you know how to click on hyperlinks? Then play Howling Dogs. Porpentine at her best.
It was the first Twine game I played and possibly no Twine game has lived up to it except the orgiastically weird ＭＡＳＴＡＢＡ ＳＮＯＯＰＹ, and that’s possibly because I was a huge Peanuts fan as a kid so playing ＭＡＳＴＡＢＡ ＳＮＯＯＰＹ felt like my life was coming full circle.
February 13, 2013 - the day Canada’s Parliament debated the zombie apocalypse. (x)
Canada, the only nation discussing the most important issues of our day.
See? Canada has a zombie plan and so should you!
i want to emphasize that this is not from a comedy movie, it literally happened, like in real life, in parliament, between real people
This is lovely!
The moaning of miserable medieval monks who transcribed books.
Lol
the medieval equivalent of talking in the tags
this guy is my city councillor now
a friend: don’t you want to rescue feminism from racism?
me: no
and until now i have not truly grasped the meaning of “sexposition”
i want to call up a fwb and say “let’s do it game of thrones style” and start talking about history and dragons and shit while we’re fucking
i hate it when i see all these people i know and admire make complete asses of themselves about race
i know i should shut my mouth because i’m not in a position to piss these people off and if i ragequit every totally clueless person i’d lose like 90% of this social circle, which is really depressing
it feels like my heart is crumbling into little bits and i hate everything
x are you reading, x this is for you
p. s. ftaires
I am trying explain to a friend exactly how awful the fantasy books I read as a kid were, and this scene came to mind. If you don’t want to read about a human slurping glitter off an elf’s ears, don’t click this.
Blame anotherwordformyth, who started talking about horrible fantasy with summer-of-supervillainy after…oh wait…after I posted that photo that reminded him of some Dresden Files book. So I guess it’s all my fault.
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