NakariLexfortaine

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[–] [email protected] 0 points 36 minutes ago

Did you remove it from the environment?

[–] [email protected] 4 points 43 minutes ago

This is one of those questions you ask, and let sit for months. Long enough that most of the table has started to forget you ever asked.

[–] [email protected] 3 points 7 hours ago

How about instead of coming in and being a dick in someone's thread, you post things to encourage what you're looking for?

No, it must just be easier to smell your own shit in the garden than finding a toilet.

[–] [email protected] 16 points 7 hours ago

"Your Impostor Syndrome Made Flesh" is for everyone.

Though reactions may vary between mental breakdown and "I've wanted to punch my demons since birth".

[–] [email protected] 4 points 8 hours ago

Maybe with some breakfast filling. Maybe.

Has anyone tried this with Toaster Strudels?

[–] [email protected] 18 points 8 hours ago (1 children)

So that's how babies are made!

[–] [email protected] 14 points 9 hours ago (1 children)

Hey, there's the Tauros Programme! Someone's trying to breed Aurochs back as close as they can!

[–] [email protected] 5 points 9 hours ago

3 minutes? David has impressive restraint.

I can't set a box down for 5 seconds without someone getting in it.

[–] [email protected] 3 points 23 hours ago

Having been through Kentucky, you'd be surprised. Then you'd be slightly disappointed because suddenly you have a baseline for "Wants to live in Kentucky" and that's not a pretty picture.

[–] [email protected] 8 points 1 day ago

The Farmer can also breed an army of dangerous slimes.

We straight up sell their eggs.

The rabbits learned it from watching us.

[–] [email protected] 1 points 1 day ago

Depending on who you ask, that could be replaced with "I know".

[–] [email protected] 9 points 2 days ago* (last edited 2 days ago)

Just to add in some fun tidbits to this:

If you go by one of the myths, Malacath is what was left of Trinemac after digestion. He's the Daedric version of a Golgothan, not made of shit but born from it.

His plane of Oblivion, where his followers hope to go after death, is basically Valhalla after being reduced to ash. It's straight up called "The Ashpit" with it's notable features being the Great Forge and The Backbone of the Ashpit, which might be Malacath's actual spine since Oblivion planes don't make sense when you think about it for too long.

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submitted 7 months ago* (last edited 7 months ago) by [email protected] to c/[email protected]
 

There once was a house,

In which you were allowed to play.

To rest,

To lay,

To love,

You were forever welcomed within its halls.

There was a house,

And there were many locked doors,

But you were okay,

Helping the owner open them.

There was a house,

And behind one of those doors,

Was found a rose,

Wilting,

Dying,

Under a glass dome.

There was a house,

And the owner wanted to renovate

Not much to the outside,

But the rooms they had found,

They had so much more.

There was a house,

And when you came,

It was with fear,

For you did not see

What the house wanted to be.

You tried to not let it show,

To buy materials to help

To give advice where you could,

But could not hide the quiet.

There was a house,

But you began going to others,

And when you came,

You told the house how lovely they were.

You spoke of their wallpaper, their carpets, of how everything works so well.

As you stood on everything new,

Using the old words for me.

There was a house,

Now it is less

A strewn mass of rubble,

That you skip happily down.

Running your hands down faded walls,

You pay lip service,

As you pass the rose,

part of the centerpiece of what this house was to be.

You never see the roots,

As they climb down the table,

Wrap around all around them,

Pull everything tighter,

Together.

You complain as you prick your finger,

Dancing down the thorns,

How dare this house hurt you?

There was a house,

And the echoes still ring down the halls,

Of the name you call.

Those echoes fill every room,

Surround all that you claim to hold dear,

Because you can’t see,

That Rose is also here.

There was a house,

But there is a garden now.

I wish you could see it,

To call it beautiful,

To lay among the flowers,

To call their petals soft.

There is a garden,

But that does not mean the house has gone away.

 

Came across these three Bandai Quick model kits while out and about. They looked adorable, so they came home and got built.

Honestly great for beginners/kids! Pieces pop out of the frame easily, they're fairly easy to click together, and decently solid for snap-togethers. You can at least pick them up without everything falling apart, though Mew is finicky about staying upright in its stand. Young kids would probably need help with the stickers, and maybe with getting the eye pieces slotted into place.

Going to keep my eyes out for the rest of the line, now.

 
 

My wife surprised me with the two-piece Mothman and the NB placard she found at an event as an early birthday present! She got me the trans heart last year.

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