now we were like foil and parian
now we were like foil and parian
gcu-sovereign asked:
for the doodling:
Regent and Imp ballroom dancing, with knives held between each other albeit not threatening.
tisinoodle answered:
scion with popping veins nostrils flaring a scowl on his face staring at the computer shaking over how unrealistic the space civilizations are in stellaris [2371 mods loaded] and you connect with him through Broadcast and it's the happiest he's been since he met Eden
they sealed me in an envelope
they put me in a crate
they tossed me in a pit
they cast me out to sea
they locked me in a drawer
they tucked me in a book
i just know imp and regent were playing fuck marry kill about everyone the undersiders fought and grue was crying throwing up having to listen to them debate the merits of crawler. the game ends abruptly and horribly when imp’s mouth gets ahead of her brain & she rates cherie fuck, to which regent retaliates by impromptu rating brian fuck, to which imp retaliates to shoving him off the transport van bench, to which brian retaliates to by telling them both to shut the fuck up or so help him god he’s going to tell the driver to crash the fucking van
YOU - What's a contact microphone?
PRESLEY - "A contact mic records sounds from inside things. Like this ice.
WIKI [Easy - Success] — Your mangled brain would like you to know that your aunt used to call your uncle Contact Mike.
1. - Yeah? Any news on my sister's name? How about my mother's?
2. - What am I supposed to do with this?
WIKI — Nope.
You're welcome.