This is why I walk around with my dick out. Keeps the weirdos away.
The term and concept of "rent lowering gunshots" has seeped into my mental vocabulary, and I've welcomed it there. Something I'm up to is gross and weird? Good, keeps the rent low. Keeps judgy people out. Post weird shit on your blog, do weird shit to your hair, be as fucky as your heart ever wants to be. If you're not the one making the profit, make yourself unprofitable. The aposematism of brightly coloured creatures is there to warn predators, not friends.
You have no moral obligation to make yourself palatable for those who would consume you.
Look how tiny its wheels aređĽš. So very pedestrian friendly
40 years ago the future looked like this Nissan Com Com Concept, 1985. A design study for a "connected" delivery van using the best communications technology the mid-80s had to offer, presented at the 26th Tokyo Motor Show. There was a satellite navigation system and car phone as well as an on-board computer. the off-side front door slid forward to open though the driver's door was conventionally hinged. The idea was that deliveries could be centrally controlled with instructions sent to the driver while they were on the move, much like Amazon etc have been doing since the turn of the century
Dynamite Cop asks the question:
what if Moses was a cyborg samurai?
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Thereâs a monster in my mind
He comes out from time to time
I'm in the stage of writing where I keep adding lines to skeletons of scenes and filling up the timeline and daydreaming about stuff that could happen, which technically counts as writing so I don't feel guilty for not typing words in a while
It's not for the project I actually want to work on, but that's out of my control, I'm afraid
This is how Prince was created, btw
âThrough the purple cloudâ - Wonder Stories 1931.
People are like "ha ha, wouldn't it be weird if there was a horror movie about [innocuous animal]", but given that one of the undisputed classics of the man-versus-nature horror genre is a film about people getting swarmed by seagulls, I'm not convinced there's any animal you couldn't make it work for.
Itâs illegal to tell someone youâre gonna kill them. Here are some ways to imply it, legally:
- people are hunting you
- you will die soon
- wonât someone please kill this fuck?
- when you die you will be screaming, covered in blood.
- I wonder what color your blood is?
- what do you think your last words will be?
- the grim specter of death has his icy hand around your throat.
The trick to this is to sound as much as possible like a necro-wizard delivering a fell prophecy.