I do think it's kinda funny that I've accumulated this much strength. I could carry literally anyone on this site, I could prolly break their spine with a simple embrace, suplex them or whatever. I could kill a person with relative ease. All this untapped potential.
Post is set for a week, let's see how it goes...
oh no here comes my super smash bros fixation again where everyone knows each other and are friends because subspace emissary is canon (also peach is the one who called bowser in to work)
Omodroid is back! With a tweaked design
my family is fucking addicted to macgyvering and it's becoming a problem. every time something in this house breaks, instead of doing the sensible thing of replacing it or calling someone qualified to fix it, we all group around the offending object with a manic look in our eyes and everyone gets a try at fixing it while being cheered on or ridiculed by the rest.
it's a beautiful bonding activity, but the "creative" fixes have turned our house into a quasihaunted escape room like contraption where everything works, but only in the wonkiest of ways. you need a huge block of iron to turn on the stove. the oven only works if a specific clock is plugged in. the bread machine has a huge wood block just stapled to it that has become foundational to its function. sometimes when you use the toaster the doorbell rings. and that's just the kitchen.
it's all fun and games until you have guests over and you have to lay out the rules of the house like it's a fucking board game. welcome to the beautiful guest room. don't pull out the couch yourself you need a screwdriver for that, and that metal rod makes the lamp work so don't move it. it also made me a terrifying roommate in college, because it makes me think i can fix anything with enough hubris and a drill. you want to call the landlord about a leaky faucet? as if. one time my dad made me install a new power socket because we ran our of extension cords
Saw a commercial that said “without the letters A B and O there’d be no you”
It was about blood types
As someone versed in fanfic tagging, that’s not the first thing I thought of
everyone apart of the gaster club has unrelenting hatred for one another