Samus: Transbian Gamer Girl

don't stay stuck in your despair, be the real you!

You discard most of your work uniform in the corner with the other laundry and click on the TV before landing in your couch with a heavy sigh. The blue light of the TV floods the otherwise dark room.

"Joining us today for an exclusive interview is Red, four time Pokemon League Champion, who also famously disbanded criminal organization Team Rocket at least twice! Thank you so much for tuning in."

Pokemon league champion, huh? You think to yourself. You used to want that. A child's dream - it was silly, really....

You'd heard of Red - of course you have, you don't live under a rock - but this was the first time seeing them up close, no filter. They looked tired. They actually looked about your age.

"Now Red," the reporter continued, "You've already told us about your travels through the world, your experiences as Champion, and your fight against Team Rocket and similar criminal organizations. I know we're almost out of time but there's one last thing we'd like to hear from you - do you have any words for the future generation of Pokemon trainers? Any advice for those just at the start of their journey?"

The Champion waited a moment before answering: "Yes. I meet a lot of people. A lot of people who used to want to be trainers. And I understand, it's not for everyone. But, people say 'Oh, you're still going at your age?' or 'Oh, I wanted to when I was younger,' or 'Oh, I couldn't now, I'm too old.'" Red shook their head sadly. "These people are my age, maybe even younger. They're wrong. It doesn't matter how old you are and it never did. It doesn't matter if you never got a Pokemon from the local professor at ten years old. It's not just for children. It's for everyone. The bond between people and Pokemon is not something you miss out on just because you had to grow up."

Red pauses again, and you realize you're paying more attention to the program than you thought you were.

"Pokemon are everywhere. The world is filled with magic. It's never too late."

"It's never too late..." you repeat under your breath. Something about the Champion's words clicked inside your brain. The world is full of magic....

As if on cue, sounds from within your apartment catch your attention: Rustling in your garbage can, scrabbling inside the wall, clawing at your window.

[INVESTIGATE TRASH CAN: Choose Trubbish] [INVESTIGATE WALL: Choose Rattata] [INVESTIGATE WINDOW: Choose Glameow]

Silence of the Lambs, Ace Ventura, RHPS, Sleepaway Camp, Longlegs, Psycho, the list goes on and on and on and The Hateful Image of You lives on in the hearts of everyone around us and TME people expect us to just, not care? Is it so hard to empathize with a trans woman for one minute that they can't even conceive of having The Hateful Image of You depicting yourself in a warped portrait with blood smeared on it and how it makes us feel? Especially that its a beloved community gathering thing to take part in The Hateful Image of You? That The Hateful Image of You unites everyone else in enjoying it? That the sharing of it perpetuates its renewal over and over again?

waiting room at the sci-fi future elective surgery clinic

I'm currently staying at my sister's place, of which has a mold, ant, and leaking water problem. we've had to deal with ants crawling out of the walls three separate times this week, and it's become too much to deal with. the ants are crawling out of the outlets now. im trying to get money for her to help her move. moving costs plus fees and rent and whatever will probably be a lot so im. on my hands and knees asking for this

it's my kofi but that's just because her paypal is locked or something and she doesn't have a kofi. any amount helps. please

It's such a fantastic reversal of power! In an instant, it changes the genre from Chell's psychological nightmare into Glados's body horror.

This whole time Glados has been creating a psychosexual connection to her lab rat, and now that rat worms its way through her body in a way she can't track.

There's almost an intimacy about the rooms Chell solves being specifically tailored for her to see. They're a dishonest facade, until Chell escapes from the predetermined path and sees what Glados truly is/looks like, and ventures all the way to the heart of her, stripping her bare.

"What if you were a massive mechanical complex and I skittered through your insides and climbed into the heart of your most private and vital organs? And we were both women?"

"It must have serious value!"

reblog if you agree

They’re cheap and still being updated due to playests and community involvement.

But also like I worked hard on them… probably should have spent more time studying instead. But who gives a shit about my biology degree.