etsy understands me
australian adverts are slowly becoming my favourite
This rivalry’s heating up.
> Karkat: Rule over your echeladder.
(Click the image for a higher quality pic)Wow, this one was a long time coming. Here you have the potential rungs on Karkat’s echeladder. My intent was to be as punny as possible - as we’re used to echeladder rung names being riddled with puns -, and to get as many blatant references to Karkat’s hemotype on there, because that is a thing I could see Paradox Space do to him.Finally. No more stupid puns and vague allusions to STUFF that happened, is happening or still has to HAPEN YOU MEAN HAPPEN.
No more symbolical MEDALS to put on your equally symbolical FUR CAP.
All that pointless symbolical stuff is beneath you now. Literally.
As fully-realized KNIGHT IN VEIN, your only concern right now is whether the BOON you received is enough to finally unlock that last elusive FRAYMOTIF.
Jack thinks this whole unlock-goodies-by-levelling-up business is stupid and meant for BLUBBERING GODDAMN PANSIES THAT CRAP THEIR PANTS.
He says, if this echeladder garbage had a face, he would stab it. In the face.
You are very much inclined to agree with him.
Though the flappy things on the FUR CAP at least kept your ears warm during the cold nights on LOPAH.
Symbolically, of course. The damned thing doesn’t even really fit the dimensions of your head yet!
If you notice the discrepancies in the font of the rungs, I think the reason is because part of this manip was made on another PC with a different OS, hahah.
The background colour of most rungs was chosen by filtering out all hexadecimal numbers from the rung name and filling them out with 0s, while the font colour is the invert colour, most of the time.
As you know, echeladder rungs aren’t meant to be easy on the eyes, but I tried to make the rungs at least readable. I’ll put in a list of rungs under the cut, though, as well as a bit more exposition.
At one point, the “S” might as well have stood for “Stupid Magic Fingers”.
#5. Superman Can Shoot Tiny Supermen Out of His Fingers
In this classic story from 1958, Superman runs into a space ship that explodes in his face when he touches it, granting him the ability to project miniature Super-replicas to do his bidding. Superman’s mini-mes have the same powers as he does, but unfortunately they can’t use said powers at the same time, leaving him helpless and resentful of his own finger-children. It doesn’t help that all of Metropolis goes completely apeshit with super-dwarf fever. And as it turns out, that explosion gave Superman another new superpower: the ability to be a cold-blooded motherfucking killer, because he actually tries to murder the little shits with kryptonite…
The little teeny supermen are just… holy shit what
I’m kind of scared to take the sticker off what the heck??
Put the sticker back
Why you should follow Denny’s on Tumblr
|Song: my favourite section of My Immortal|
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this gets pretty loud be careful
I had never even considered the range of emotions these two go through in this part
Similar to the idea of Where’s Waldo, a Tumblr page called Subtle Dildo is posting random, ordinary pictures with a special hidden object. Can you find the dildo?
I always think of Tumblr people as being like Elder Scrolls NPCs. I know they’re supposed to be individuals with their own personalities, but they all just keep repeating the same phrases over and over again.
the best scene in the history of forever
Oh my god. Yes.
Guys guys guys we really need to make this one thing clear