best part of princess bride is that inigo loudly and openly states to anybody who will listen that he's going to kill a guy for revenge and has been chasing this for a while and instead of anybody saying "but revenge wont bring ur father back are u really sure that killing this guy will make anything better arent u scared of regretting the one thing uve spent ur entire life chasing" they're all just like "yea dude sounds cool hope you find him" and then he does and inigo kills him and is just "aw cool my dads avenged now i can go ride off into the sunset with my friends" and i think thats actually really great. yea maybe revenge isnt always the answer but it sure does make you feel better
thinking abt how fucked up steam engine boiler explosions can look. theyre just pipes under there
gives me the idea of a ghost/monster engine that looks normal, albeit a bit battered, only to swing their smokebox door open and a myriad of pipes come bursting out like fucked up tentacles
I lied put your clothes back on. I don't know how to fuck and I'm scared
AMAZING NEW SKIMMER TECH
Memory of Oryx: What do you mean I didn't immediately grant them my throne when I died? They rightfully killed myself and my heir.
Xivu, through ugly angry crying: No, You- You see *sniffle* You us- Used TO CARE
Savathun, sipping the wine that totally isn't a bribe from the Traveler: Grow up sister. It's not like you could have killed our Brother.
Memory of Oryx: Exactly. The guardian also has gotten stronger, as well! I wish to fight them again!
Meanwhile, Eris, stuck in her throne world and stuck listening to all of this: I wish I had alcohol here that would numb the pain listening to those three cause me.
Idk if you’ve done this already, but since we have the cabal trained titan s/o and a hive trained warlock s/o, could you do an non-house light eliksni trained hunter with o14?
You'd trained with a small crew that had previously been part of a lost Eliksni house. Dissidents who lived from raid to hunt.
Life had always been about survival and never about stability. You didn't have stability until you came to the Tower when you lost your crew during a massive raid.
Osiris had been one of the ones to extend a kind hand - if only to understand more about the enemy. We're talking pre-Saint-gets-trapped-in-the-vex-forest
While your fighting style was unique and unexpected, it allowed you to gain the upper hand during Cruicible, and made you great for eliksni-centered missions as you knew their tactics.
You'd grown quiet close with the two of them (Osiris & Saint-14), but you struggled with stability rather than survival.
Frequently you'd hoard food in fear you would run out, or binge eat when you got particularly scared.
Money saving was also a struggle as you used to live with constant fear you could die or be robbed at any given money.
Your ghost is just as damaged, speaking on Eliksni and Ghost, and unable to connect to Tower comm-channels at first. It was also extremely afraid of other ghosts because other ghosts meant death in the Dark Ages.
Your armour continued to reflect Eliksni culture; a large fluffy collar, a cape that had your dissent crew's symbol on, and countless layers to keep warm.
Saint-14 struggled to grasp how Eliksni had been kind and trained you, but slowly, he found friendship and strange solidarity as it had been an Eliksni raiding party that had killed your crew.
Although he started off purely for knowledge, Osiris began to develop a friendship with you, that later blossomed into romance.
When both of them found out you'd been living in your ship, too afraid to get a home in the city due to how you'd lost your crew, they'd offered you the guest bedroom of their house.
This slowly turned into you sleeping with them as the friendship turned to romance, and you confided in Osiris that sleeping in a group helps reduce your night terrors.
When House of Light (years later) came to the Last City, you were able to help them set up and rebuild their House.
TMW your boss is a creepy 180cm tall white man in white dress with white growing eyes. Unfortunately, he knows it and he loves to troll.
We also figured out—the hard way—that the ancients probably cut each layer of linen to the proper shape before gluing them together. For our first linothorax, we glued together 15 layers of linen to form a one centimeter-thick slab, and then tried to cut out the required shape. Large shears were defeated; bolt cutters failed. The only way we were ultimately able to cut the laminated linen slab was with an electric saw equipped with a blade for cutting metal. At least this confirmed our suspicion that linen armor would have been extremely tough. We also found out that linen stiffened with rabbit glue strikes dogs as in irresistibly tasty rabbit-flavored chew toy, and that our Labrador retriever should not be left alone with our research project.
Destiny 2 vs. Memes pt. 1
lil wip that i absolutely love