Punny Gurl

and then the cat is the angriest looking cat you've ever seen

they've had to face settlements against stealing from current authors, so they'll just go for the old books now. they're also doing this so they have the only copies of rare books.

A few things of note:

This is why people to your left have been chiding you about the "pedo" panic: now, the government can accuse you of being a "pedo" to justify committing crimes against you.

Chapter 3: Red Hood and the Greater Good on AO3

Summary:

Things in the cabin are shifting. Marinette has a choice to make. Trust is slow, but hope is strong.

Jason meted out the contents of his saddlebags slowly over the next couple of days. The cabin remained quiet considering that Marinette refused to speak to him, and he tried to respect her anger by only communicating absolute necessities. At first, Marinette ignored his extraneous offerings until he caught her up early one morning reading the paper by the early morning daylight, seated on the floor beneath the window.

"Ya know ya can be mad at me and still take advantage of my generosity." He muttered, climbing to his feet and cleaning up his bedroll for the day. He glanced at the neatly made bed as he stretched his back and cracked his neck. He'd never been so uncomfortable in his own place before—even his old trundle had been better than the drafty ground.

He moved to start breakfast, trying to ignore Marinette's eyes burning a hole into his back. Maybe it was better when she refused to look at him.

"I'm bored." Marinette cleared her throat when it came out scratchy from disuse. "I'm not used to so much leisure time."

"Neither am I, if ya want the truth," Jason answered carefully. Homesteading had been hard work, even as a youngster. Ranching wasn't easier—even as one of the sons of the largest landholder in three counties. And lately… well, he'd preferred the long days in the saddle with Rhodium and his brothers and the other cowboys to skirting the edges of the law because it was desperately needed. Being an outlaw wasn't all it was cracked up to be.

Disclaimer: Well ahead of the spooky season to give you time to write them. As requested, I bring you the Halloween prompts. Some are horror material, some are just cute innocent Halloween stuff. All are free for grabs, just let me know if you write them so I can enjoy them :)

1: We are at a Halloween party and our costumes match, and now people are shipping us, what the hell?

2: We went to your family’s old mansion and the more time we spend here, the more you act weirdly, also the place is really creepy, I don’t like this at all.

3: I’m a writer and I went to grab my coffee in the coffeeshop and now I’m freaking out because you are the main character of my horror novel, I’m either going crazy or you’ve just come alive, what the actual fuck.

4: We are writers working on a novel about a serial killer, now there’s been murders around the town that are spot on like the murders in our book, one of us has to be doing that and now we’re suspecting each other, because how could it be possible if not?

5: I took my kids trick-or-treating, we rang your doorbell and you answered and my kids really scared you, oh my god, are you all right?

6: We are at the store looking for the perfect pumpkin, we both set our eyes on the same one and it’s gonna be war.

7: We are neighbors and we compete in decorating our houses and yards for Halloween every year, now this year is my year, I’m going big, you’ll see.

8: We compete in scaring each other on Halloween, you won last time but this year I’m going to scare the shit out of you, you’ll see.

9: It’s Halloween soon and I want to go as a witch, I’d like your black cat to be a part of my costume but you don’t want to hear anything about it, let me convince you.

10: We are both vampires and Halloween is the only time we can party in the open because we’re inconspicuous, and it’s like our ultimate date night.

11: We are spending the night with friends and there’s a killing monster in the house, you’re the one who’s seen all the horror movies so you know what to do, you’ll get us out alive, I’m sticking with you, okay?

12: I bought this house and found your diary, it’s some scary stuff and… oh my god, from what I’m reading, you’re… still in the house somewhere?

13: You are the creepy guy staring up at my bedroom window every day at the same hour at night and I haven’t had the courage to investigate why, until tonight.

14: I’m at the cinema watching a horror movie based on real facts, you’re sitting next to me and you keep mumbling “It didn’t happen this way!”, like, it’s really disturbing, are you just a nerd or…

15: Someone’s attacked me last night on my way home, you keep fretting over me but I’m pretty sure I scratched the attacker right where you have a fresh scratch, I don’t know what to think.

16: You always get so many trick-or-treaters while nobody ever comes to my door, I want to know your secret, no, I’m not jealous, okay, maybe it makes me a bit sad, is all.

17: I planned a murder on Halloween night to make it inconspicuous, but I’ve come across you in your ridiculous costume and you won’t leave me alone, you’re so annoying, I got people to kill here, would you just go away?

18: I work at the emergency room, it’s Halloween night and you just came in, like who in the world sticks their head inside a pumpkin and can’t get it out?

19: I work at the emergency room, it’s Halloween night and you just came in because you ate so much candy, geez, you are an adult, who does that at your age?

20: You’re the exchange student and you don’t celebrate Halloween in your country, so I wanted to show you what it’s about but now I’ve lost you in the middle of the town that’s all crazy and costumed and oh my god.

21: I’ve just moved into this town and started school, and man, the school is the creepiest place on earth, everyone acts so weirdly, you are the guy that sits next to me and you act like it’s perfectly normal, like… you do realize this is the way schools used to be some 100 years ago, right?

After the Apple Pie baked beans cinnarama, I was concerned about the Dill Pickle. This was actually the one I had the highest hopes for but as you can see above, it comes out of the can a bit...green. Disconcerting.

I do not like dill pickles for a number of reasons: the texture is off-putting to me, I don't like wet vegetables on sandwiches, and I hate the flavor -- I like pickled eggs and pickled onions but pickled cucumber always tastes like rancid butter to me. On the other hand I love dill pickle flavoring -- on chips or popcorn, for example. The flavoring is usually dill and vinegar powder, sometimes with onion and garlic, so it's like an extra flavorful salt and vinegar seasoning. I make my own for when I make seasoned cashews, and I did an extensive test-kitchen for the best blend, so I thought I knew every way this seasoning could go wrong.

I've never eaten baked beans that were just...bitter. There was a definite dill flavor, but underlying the entire bite, from first taste to aftertaste, was an almost acrid bitterness. It was mild, certainly not overwhelming like the apple pie flavor's cinnamon, but still very unpleasant.

Part of this project, however, is trying to find a way to make these flavors palatable. Not just making the beans edible, enough barbecue sauce would do that, but fixing them so that they have a better version of the flavor they're meant to represent. Both fruit/sweet/cinnamon and dill/savory can work with baked beans, it's just a question of how to get there.

I also learned casting, took up sculpting again, most recently learned how to make music, began learning how to make video games, took up swimming every summer, wrote new short fiction, started streaming games now and then, got a job one year at an insect zoo, became too busy to continue that but still help them with events, I learned how to cook better and I’m relearning to animate.

Updating my website and my poor webcomic is still slow as dirt, but the former is because I think making html articles just isnt as fun now that I can do so much more than sit at the same computer for 8 hours a day.

The latter is because the webcomic requires drawing and drawing is still a bit arduous, plus I feel very anxious about nearing the comic’s possible end. Its next update is one extra huge one though, so there’s that.