I'll think of something later...™

“She’s really tall” “Her torso seems short for her height” “Her body’s too round” “Her shoulders aren’t wide enough” “Her hair isn’t obeying physics” “Armor can’t bend like that” “Her ankles stick out in a weird way” “Those are big hands for a girl” “How can she even lift something like that” “She needs a ham sandwich” “She could use a gym membership” “Why are they always facing left?” “Don’t you think she’s awful muscular for a woman?” “His eyes are too big” “Why do they always have little tiny dot noses?” “That armor is unrealistic” “You should add a cape” “Those dark circles around their eyes make them look deathly ill” “That outfit doesn’t seem appropriate for combat” “Ew he smokes” “Why does he need a gun” “That’s a weird shape for a knife.”

So long I languished in that cell contemplating with fury the random fluke that had stolen my victory away from me in the face of hopelessly moral opposers who could not bring themselves to make the only decision that could have won things for them... until that beam from the ceiling landed on me fortuitously. My reign of absolute power ended by random chance rather than 'good over evil.'

I stewed over what I'd do when I finally found my way out. I burned every time I thought about those hapless idiots who went to such ridiculous lengths to avoid harming even the enemy of the world, in the process of stopping him; me.

But you know, it impressed something upon me. Think of how much easier it would be to live in this evil beget evil world, if when heroes couldn't make the hard decision... there was someone beside them who could.

So why do I stand here, in front of you in your moment of victory, rather than at your side with my revenge? Taking power is easy, and keeping it is hard... but if I just kill you, for the sake of these moronic goodies who wouldn't...

All of you (as well as I) have probably come extremely close to dying numerous times in your life and never knew or maybe just didn’t care about it at the time.

I know of at least one time where I was gravely ill, yet because the symptoms were mild, I thought nothing of it. You see I had an itch.

As it turns out this itch was an internal fissure that was infected, and was quite close to spreading that infection to my spinal column, thereby leaving me paralyzed, mortally ill, or, in fact, may have progressed fatally in that same span of time.

To me, back then, even the surgery and months of recovery from, were simply annoyances.

Love those teenage stupidity chemicals yeah?

As a side note, for everyone out there who wonders why adults treat teenagers like they’re insane or stupid or overreacting... Its because we’ve been there, and yes your feelings are real, but they’re also incorrect more often than they are correct at that age.

You feel what you feel, but technically, if you were older, it wouldn’t be a big deal to you. At least 19 times out of 20.

Being a teenager just sucks for everyone. Hate me for saying so if you must, but I’m right about it, and you’ll realize that in another 10 years. Maybe less.

I’m probably mentioned it before, but it really irritates me...

“It” in this case, is the propensity to add a character or line of dialogue to a story where a character outlines their whole reason for existing, and then they disappear.

Why I mean by this is, every character who shows up, shows off how gay they are or how strong female they are, or makes a punchy comment about society accepting something or some such, and never actually does anything as a character.

That's not “progressive,” nor is it “representation,” that’s pandering to the easily impressed.

and then a half second later I remember that it is still an apex predator that is more than capable of outperforming generally any other in peak condition, only now it weighs as much as a family car.

So, Stylish updated on me recently, and basically fucked over everything I had.

See, you’re supposed to be able to migrate your styles by clicking on a thing that says “About this version” going to a link on that page and... doing... something.

I have no idea WHAT, because it took several minutes of google searching to even find out my old user styles hadn’t just been erased.

You’d think that my first instinct should be to click that “About this version” button.... and you’d be right. Except, it does nothing. I clicked all the clickable things in the new “improved” stylish, and they all did absolutely nothing.

They did not open any new tabs, or navigate to any information...

The one thing that DID happen, is a search bar opened up for finding new styles--for about 3 seconds, just long enough for my brain to register it was there, before being replaced by a blank square about 32x32 pixels, instead of a menu. Meaning, that’s broke too.

I should note that I did all of this AFTER turning off all my other plugins, just to be sure.

Other people don’t appear to be having this issue, but if you are, you have hope.

You can download and reinstall that far superior 2.1.1 from the add-on page, by clicking “view all versions.” Do note, that you need to immediately turn off automatic updating before you restart firefox.

"Just now one of our neighboring towns sent us an urgent submissive."

When someone says “no, I don’t like this holiday so I don’t celebrate it and want not to be a part of it” it is not a cry for attention.

It is not someone begging for you to drop everything and force that holiday upon them.