SUPER ☆ NOVA

I’M READY TO FACE YOU ALL IN COMBAT.

my stomach just let out a huuuge growl which means it's probably time to find something to eat.

last night i fell asleep on rose's couch and i slept like a log.

> You weren’t kidding when you told her you’d need a minute to find your bearings. Your internal GPS has been a little off lately, but you’re hoping it’ll work. For her, you hope it’ll work. > So there’s a lot of focusing on your part, shifting through Montreal with your nose and internal navigation as your guide. Until you found yourself face-to-face (incredibly close) to one Rose Lalonde. > So you were a few inches off, that’s not so bad.  “Did someone order an express taxi service?” > You’re grinning, fangs and overbite both peaking out as you extend your (good) hand forward towards her, bowing a bit. A few seconds later, you’re zapping the both of you out of there and instantly into her cozier home. (Sans a leak, of course. But nothing is perfect.)  “Consider this ride on the house, no charge necessary.”

i tripped like 3 hours ago and i haven’t gotten up. the floor is my home now. 

do you think if enough dave alternates interacted with each other, they could form their own version of the council of ricks.

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what i need to do is find someone who will pay me for my talents. i can scream for long periods of time and also, hypothetically, empower a building by running on a giant hamster wheel hooked up to a generator without tiring.