Fuck You, Out Didn’t Happen.

Sometimes a relationship is a woman a man and a personal computer

litterally what im saying

Why hasn't there been a doctor who and Star trek crossover? Tardis lands on the Enterprise and they to fix it. Or it goes through a wormhole and lands right outside Deep Space Nine

Hug!

ULYSSES DIES AT DAWN! AT LEAST, THAT’S THE WORD ON THE STREET FROM THOSE WHAT SAW WHAT WENT DOWN AT CALYPSO’S. NOW LISTEN UP, 'CAUSE WE’VE GOT A LABYRINTHINE TWISTED TASK OF A TALE TO TELL, AND IF YOU DON’T KEEP UP, YOU MIGHT GET LOST. FIRST, TO UNDERSTAND HOW THIS ALL GOES DOWN, YOU’VE GOT TO KNOW A LITTLE ABOUT THE PLANET WE’RE TALKING OF. SEE, ON THIS PLANET, THERE WAS A CITY, GRIM OLD CITY, SORT OF PLACE THE RAIN BEATS DOWN LIKE COFFIN NAILS AND THE AIR WAFTS WITH THE CIGARETTE STENCH OF BETRAYAL. MY KIND OF TOWN. NOW THIS CITY, GRIM OLD CITY, IT STARTS TO GROW. AND WHEN IT MEETS WITH OTHER TOWNS, OTHER CITIES, IT TAKES THEM INTO ITSELF, ABSORBS THEM, UNTIL SOON ENOUGH THERE’S NO LAND LEFT, SO THE CITY SPREADS OUTWARDS INTO THE SEA, AND WHEN THERE’S NO SEA LEFT, THE CITY SPREADS UPWARDS INTO THE SKY, AND WHEN THERE IS NO SKY LEFT… IT BURROWS INWARDS. LIKE A CANCER INTO THE BOWELS OF THE PLANET. AND EVENTUALLY, THERE IS NOTHING BUT THE CITY. AND SO GENERATIONS LIVE AND GENERATIONS DIE IN THE WARRENS AND THE TUNNELS AND EVEN THE LOWER LEVELS OF THE SURFACE, AND THEY NEVER SEE THE SUN. AND IT’S IN ONE OF THE DEEPEST, MOST SECRET OF THESE TUNNELS WE MEET OUR HERO. GOES BY THE NAME OF ULYSSES. CURRENTLY BEATEN, BATTERED, BLOODY. UNBOWED. SPITS OUT A MOUTHFUL OF TEETH AND DISDAIN AND LOOKS UP TO SEE FOUR OF THE MEANEST BASTARDS OF THE MEANEST STREETS OF THE MEANEST PARTS OF THE CITY. ALL IMMACULATELY TURNED OUT IN PINSTRIPES. WE’LL CALL THEM THE SUITS. YOU MIGHT ASK HOW THINGS CAME TO SUCH A PASS—I KNOW ULYSSES IS. WELL, IT STARTED IN A BAR, AS THESE THINGS SO OFTEN DO. CALYPSO’S—A RUN DOWN OLD GIN JOINT, PAYS ITS MONEY TO DIONYSUS—OUR HERO SLUMPED OVER A BOTTLE OF WHISKEY, TRYING TO DROWN ENOUGH SORROWS TO CHOKE A HORSE. AND ONE HORSE IN PARTICULAR.

[ID: Two people. One of them has an arm wrapped around the other's shoulder and is shouting and gesturing. The other one stares off expressionless. End ID]

Sci-fi shows nowadays are dramatic and realistic. Give me the artistic lighting, give me awkward fight scenes, let aliens wear drag queen level eyeshadows, convince me that the same decoration in every episode is a different planet, make a whole Alice in Wonderland subplot just because you found a big bunny costume in the garage, let the space pirates wear pirate costumes, dress the dog in the secondhand unicorn costume and say it’s an alien species, give me the most angsty episode I’ve seen right after the episode about some moving mama rock, give me the bROMANCE, give me HONOR, LOYALTY, DIGNITY, and some cool unrealistic but beautiful spaceships, give me flip phones as the coolest device ever, give me dramatic zoom-ins, give me thoughtful stares in the distance with dramatic music. Then we’ll talk.

I like these guys

WHY IS THERE AN IHNMAIMS RESURGENCE HAPPENING THIS IS SO FUNNY TO ME 💖💖💖

ok but the mechanisms do not have to have such fucking lyrics.

"children then look as aging men, but have not learned the words to cry". what the fuck

I wish i knew how to mod vegas to remane species.