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schrodingers cat is bullshit basically. if you want to see something that is both alive and dead you could talk to me at any time of day

Play D&D 5th edition. Hint to your players that the ancient evil that is sealed is a warrior from a different era. For this warrior’s character sheet, use a 3.5 edition character. Use all the splat books.

Give him a sorcerer companion from an earlier age. Let him cast 3rd Edition Haste.

Popular media tends to depict catgirls as having roughly the same preferences in prey items as regular housecats, but this represents a misunderstanding of how feline prey selection works. Cats don’t hunt mice because they prefer the flavour; cats are hyper-optimised predators that will hunt and kill literally anything they can catch. Their preferences in terms of prey items are less a matter of taste and more a matter of scale: you can only venture so high on the food chain when you weigh ten pounds. Given access to the force multipliers of tools and opposable thumbs, a catgirl would absolutely look at a T-rex and see tonight’s dinner.

via @prokopetz #as far as a catgirl is concerned a tyrannosaurus is just a very large chicken#and she’s got ALL the secret herbs and spices

why do people like boobs anyways??

@justrice

IM SCREAMING

I-is that….

This is a nightmare.

5% of tumblr has a whole lobe dedicated to recognizing this silhouette in 0.5 seconds

God I love Ohio this gas pump has a teeny tiny little screen on it and all it does is show teeny tiny little bible verses on it and boy they’re the ominous ones

A gas station pump telling you you’re a tresspasser in gods territory is like. American Gothic Satire.

The Smash Bros version of Ganondorf is basically a blade pact warlock whose partron is himself and whose pact weapon is These Hands.

pacific rim was really like “our giant monster-killing robots are powered by the tender, intimate, powerful connection of soulmates - romantic, platonic, or familial” and i’ve never recovered from how the sheer brilliance of that concept made me feel

like i’m sorry but these enormous metal robots so vast and powerful that they run on nuclear reactor cores welded into their chests can only be moved and controlled by the power of love??? how does that not drive you utterly insane just thinking about it???