Neil DeGrasse Tyson Ruins Your Zombie Fantasies Forever - Video
Pffft, the poor guy looks so disillusioned now.Ā You poopie, you had to ruin zombies.Ā
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Neil DeGrasse Tyson Ruins Your Zombie Fantasies Forever - Video
Pffft, the poor guy looks so disillusioned now.Ā You poopie, you had to ruin zombies.Ā

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"Youāre not home enough to use it and I usually donāt watch anything but your fights or whatever movies I pick up while Iām out walking around." Resisting the urge to roll his eyes at his brotherās melodramatics Teo did nudge his cat off his stomach and sit himself up. "I know youāre not happy about being back so soon but I canāt do that. Your manager might have something to say about leaving with a muscle injury and coming back in a box."
Torin gave a hum at the response, debating whether or not to sign up for it just for the moment. Eyes drifted towards Teo as he sat up.Ā
"I think this is a little more than a muscle injury." He arched a brow, though his gaze quickly returned to the television. Broken bone was definitely not the same thing.
As happy as he should have been to have his brother back home so soon, Teo was anything but happy. Even though theyād already made up after what happened last time he was still a little nervous, and more then upset that some asshole had not only hurt his brother but ruined his chances of getting to box again as well. At least he wasnāt in the hospital anymore.
"I could go get a couple of movies?" he suggested from where he was laid out on the floor. One hand behind his head and the other petting Jotty, who was curled up on his stomach.
"Remind me why we don't have Netflix again?"
Ā His eyes didn't stray from the television set where they were fixed. He switched the channel for the umpteenth time, resisting the urge to throw the remote.Ā
"...Don't worry about it. I'm just sick of watching TV, really." But there was nothing else to do. "Four weeks of this--Teo, I'm going to die. Just put me out of my misery right now." Melodramatic perhaps, but it was easier to joke about things than actually dwell on it. He'd been doing enough of that at the hospital.Ā
To say he was glad to get out of the hospital was a huge understatement. Despite the predicament, he'd much rather be home than in the hospital (he would rather be preparing for his next fight, not dealing with this but he wasn't going to dwell on that). Which was why the television was on and he was trying to watch it while ignoring the radiating pain of his shoulder (and knee but that wasn't as bad). The fingers of his left hand fidgeted with the remote.
Ā "...You know, I'm glad I'm not in the hospital but there's shit on."Ā
YOU MIGHT GET MARRIED ONE DAY AND GET TO LIVE WITH YOUR BEST FRIENDĀ AND DECORATE YOUR HOME WITH THEMĀ AND DO EVERYTHING TOGETHER LIKE WATCH LATE NIGHT INFORMERCIALS JUST BECAUSE AND SEE THEIR SLEEPY FACE WHEN THEY WAKE UP IN THE MORNING AND HAVE A SECRET HANDSHAKE AND BE REALLY WEIRD WITH THEM AND THEYāLL STILL LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT AND IF THE POSSIBILITY OF ALL OF THAT DOESNāT MAKE YOU SMILE IDK WHAT WILL

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[text] I know it's a few days late but happy birthday Torin. I hope you had a good one.
[text] Itās alright. Thanks Teo. It wasnāt too bad.Ā
Dear friends of Tumblr,
Today at my school we had an assembly about internet predators and when I had said that most of my true friends are over the internet and they gave me a lecture about how āI donāt know who Iām talking toā blah blah. So please, if you arenāt a predator in any way, please reblog so i can prove a point.
MEET THE MUSE
Ā ABOUT ME
āŗ Name ā Ā Torin Laufeyson āŗ Will you answer all questions truthfully ā I guess āŗ Are you single ā Yeah āŗ Are you happy ā Not really. āŗ Are you angry? ā Always āŗ Are your parents still married ā Hah.
TEN FACTS
āŗ Birth Place ā (wait i legit dont know this) āŗ Hair Color ā Blond āŗ Eye Color ā Ā Blue āŗ Birthday ā Novembr 12 āŗ Mood ā I'm okay. āŗ Gender ā Male āŗ Lefty or Righty ā RightĀ āŗ Summer or winter ā Winter āŗ Morning or afternoon ā Morning
TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFEĀ
āŗ Are you in love ā Never been. āŗ Do you believe in love at first sight ā Do you think this is some kind of fairy tale bullshit? āŗ Who ended your last relationshipĀ ā Me. āŗ Have you ever broken someoneās heart ā Definitely. āŗ Are you afraid of commitments ā No. āŗ Have you hugged someone within the last week? ā Yeah. āŗ Have you ever had a secret admirer ā Probably. āŗ Have you ever broken your own heart? ā Doubt it.
TEN CHOICES
āŗ Love or lust ā Lust āŗ Lemonade or iced tea ā Iced Tea āŗ Cats or Dogs ā Dogs, for sure. āŗ A few best friends or many regular friends ā Few best friends.Ā āŗ Television or internet ā Television. But internet isn't bad either. āŗ Pepsi or Coke ā Coke āŗ Wild night out or romantic night in ā Neither āŗ Day or night ā Night āŗ IM or Phone ā Phone
TEN HAVE YOU EVER
āŗ Been caught sneaking out ā Ā Too afraid to sneak out. āŗ Fallen down/up the stairs ā Once or twice āŗ White water rafted ā Yes āŗ Finished an entire jawbreakerĀ ā When I was a kid I guess. āŗ Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ā .... āŗ Prank called a store ā Nope āŗ Skipped school ā Sometimes āŗ Wanted to disappear ā Yes
TEN PREFERENCESĀ
āŗ Smile or eyes ā Smile āŗ Light or dark hairĀ ā Depends I guess. āŗ Fat or skinny ā Thin. āŗ Shorter or Taller ā Shorter āŗ Intelligence or Attraction ā Both if its for a serious relationship. āŗ Hook-up or RelationshipĀ ā Kinda sick of hook-ups. āŗ Funny and poor OR rich and serious ā I guess funny and poor.Ā
RELATIONSHIPS
āŗ Are you in a committed relationship ā Nope. āŗ When was your last relationship ā If you want to call the last one a 'relationship, I guess four years ago or so. āŗ Do you still love them ā Not possible.
FAMILY
āŗ Do you and your family get along Ā ā Usually. āŗ Would you say you have a āmessed up lifeāā I dunno. āŗ Have you ever run away from home āDreamed of it. āŗ Have you ever gotten kicked out ā No. āŗ If so, how long ā --
FRIENDS
āŗ Do you secretly hate one of your friends ā They wouldn't be my friend if I hated them. āŗ Do you consider all of your friends good friends ā Not really āŗ Who is your best friend ā Reed āŗ Who knows everything about you ā Sarah Moore.
MORE
āŗ Last person you hung out with ā Reed āŗ Last thing you ate ā Hamburger, actually. āŗ Last thing you drank ā Jack Daniels āŗ Last place you were ā Gym. That was before the Jack.
I just want to feel comfortable in my own skin, is that too much to ask? I want to take a breath of air and not feel constricted. I want to wake up and say I feel good today.Ā
God, I want to be happy. Ā Please, just help me beĀ happy.
A lover on the left, a sinner on the right.Ā

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rushinwithfists wandered into the casino
āThat, I can agree to,ā Don chuckled and tilted his glass forward in agreement before taking a sip out of it. āAs skilled as you are in beating other people up, Iām going to take a wild guess thatās not the only thing youāre into?ā
Brows raised a bit, and he tilted his head, lips parting to respond. Instead he shut his mouth to give that question a bit of thought. His blue eyes dropped before raising to Don's face again. "Well, no, but I'll admit that takes up a lot of my time. But, I...sometimes do architectural work. Occasionally. And I'm a bit of a history buff, I guess you can say." Torin shrugged. "I'm not too exciting."
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Don snorted in amusement. āFencing is all for show. Meant for men who are afraid of bloodshed,ā he mused. āYou should try using a real sword some time. Itās addicting. Just like most hand-to-hand isā at least, for me it is. I donāt know about you or anyone else.ā
Torin gave a short laugh. "Maybe now, but back in the early nineteen hundreds it was used for training before an actual duel. Now it's just sport, but it had its uses." The blonde gave a shrug. "We'll see what happens. I just like hitting people with my fists. More satisfying." Barbaric, maybe, but honest.Ā
Headcanon
Torin is really into history. Specifically European history. And the Dark Ages.
It's one of the few things besides pummeling people's faces that he's ever really been interested in.
His gloved fists slammed into the punching bag as hard as he possibly could manage. He was trying not to think. Exercise usually helped calm him. It settled his often boiling emotions and gave him peace of mind if only for a moment.
It wasn't helping this time.
No matter how many times his punches made contact, he couldn't seem to let go of his anger. He couldn't let go of his emotions. It happened every once in a while. He would bottle everything up and it would explode out of him when he least expected it.Ā
He wailed on the bag; risking form for mere force. The bag swung back on him and at the wrong moment he punched. The sudden pain that reverberated up his knuckles shocked him and he sucked in a sharp gasp.Ā
Torin paused, pulling off his gloves to make sure he hadn't injured himself. He was fine. Physically.Ā
He was so far from okay.Ā
Torin shook his head, running his hands through his hair. He felt like he could scream, or he could choke. And no amount of beating the punching bag was going to change that.
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"Hand-to-hand, mostly, nothing out of any specific martial arts or anything. And a lot of sword-related stuff. My family- actually the whole area Iām from is big on old-fashioned fighting styles. No one back home has guns. They prefer to teach their sons to fight with swords," he explained with a shrug. "I prefer hand-to-hand myself."
Brows rose up on his forehead. "That's...interesting." He nodded, wondering what that would be like. "Definitely not something you hear every day, but doesn't seem like a bad thing. Never really was into fighting with weapons, but I did take an interest in fencing once. Wasn't my thing, but I liked how it looked."

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Don laughed. āPunching someone is one thing. Being able to move and not get punched in return is another, mate.ā The blond pointed a finger in Torinās direction. āYou have talent. No need to downplay your skills, love. Especially ones as good as yours. Hel, Iāve been a fighter most of my life and Iām impressed by what you can do.ā
Torin smiled, but only shrugged in response. He wasn't so sure he could call it a skill. It was just a way to expel stress and anger. It was a way to be violent in a place where it was allowed. Brows raised a little at Don's comment, and he nodded slowly. "Yeah? What kind of fighting have you done?"
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Ohhh.
Someone needed to unwind a little.
She noticed him as he came in and followed him with her eyes as he set himself up, ordered his drink. Carey was, of course, placedĀ conveniently close enough to catch his eye.
Not that she had any particular desire to. Dealt with unfriendly jerks enough on the last flight, thank-you-very-much. IfĀ one more person had tripped her up on that flight, there would have been some heads rolling, professionalism be damned.
As she lifted her cocktail glass to her lips, blue eyes still regarding the stranger, she lost her grip on it.Ā All things considered, it made a very graceful arc as it tipped sideways and cracked its lip on the counter. Ten out of ten.
Kind of like the dollar tens she suddenly found herself owing the establishment.
āGod, I amĀ so sorry,ā she said, grabbing napkins to do a quick mop-up on the spill that she could reach. The bartender stopped making the strangerās drink to clean up the mess, and with an agreement to discuss payment later, she ordered another aviation and let the bartender finish his other duties.
Tentatively, very tentatively, she slid her eyes to look at the disgruntled stranger again. Wasnāt fair to have stalled his drink. Was he looking at her? If he was, she smiled sheepishly, shrugged, and lifted curled fingers in an apologetic wave.
The broken glass managed to make him start, and blue eyes quickly glanced to where the woman was sitting. He had noticed her when he first sat down, but making conversation, even with aesthetically pleasing women like herself, was far from his mind. The small smile and wave she gave him, however, did make him reconsider. Torin forced a faint, amused smile back, quietly deciding something in his head.
As the bartender returned with his drink, he took a swig. It was a bit sweeter than one's he'd had before, but that just meant the bartender knew what he was doing. There was the hint of liquor just on his tongue, but it didn't quite burn on the way down. That was the point of the drink after all. As he set the glass down, he made a decision.
Turning his attention on the female, Torin pulled out a few bills. "You shouldn't have to pay for that." He said, holding out the money to her. "Just an accident. I'm sure they have plenty of those glasses." His smile widened slightly. He knew he could play the flirt. It was something he had been doing for years, but he just didn't have the energy. Lying to one's self was tiring, and he was more than a little tired.