my nostalgia for circa 2010 club music is hysterical to me. i was not at “the club” in two thousand and ten, i was at home on the family computer singing along to “like a G6” as if i wasn’t in the G6th fucking grade
If the new regional wooper variant doesn’t evolve into the beta wooper design I’m gonna be so upset
He’s literally perfect in every way and this is the perfect opportunity to unleash the beast
big nose fan club
nothing in the world makes me more evil than just being kind of annoyed
when cis people talk about my pre-trans self its he/him and my name. when i talk about my pre-trans self she's a young girl and i killed her and dug her grave with my bare hands and one day i will lie down with her again and our bones will intertwine. you understand
shout out to petscop for being so ghostly yet so non-supernatural i love you soooo much. shout out to the in-universe game petscop for being a representation of a dead guy's mentality and view of life and death and personhood and the events that have surrounded him and his guilt etc etc etc. shout out to the in-universe game petscop for recording every single action the player makes and being a "growing organism" that can replicate and even predict (??) a person's movements and actions, and retaining that information and those game recordings even after they've died