Picture this; it’s 1999. An entire new century is around the corner. We’re all reeling from this previously unknown movie, The Matrix, which everyone suddenly knows about like Titanic. And for the first time in DECADES there’s a new Star Wars, best thing EVER, right?
The lights go down. The John Williams cranks up beaconing us to a galaxy of adventure. The opening crawl starts and tells us the evil Trade Federation has blockaded the planet NABOO. IMMEDIATELY I’m laughing so hard I’m in tears.
https://youtu.be/pq7ZHfcFYg0?si=MiCzjbVgLXFs6o9E
related; arching back, crinkling my nose, tongue slightly sticking out. GRRRRR!
#subpost "oh, I guess we need to defend Canada from Skrulls coming over to your hoose to steal all the Timbits or something. So instead of spending our budget on Leopard IIs or something we'll just FIND some hoser and outfit 'em with an adamantium skeleton, that'll fix things right up eh?"
#subpost the wild thing is my last D&D character WAS nonbinary, completely accidentally. Started with the stereotype of bald svirfneblin, then I found out they can be sexist so an AFAB would be adventurer wants a binder and their head shaved. They were okay reading as female to non-gnomes though.
Lots of random gunk, but some drawings and cooking talk too. Obsesses about DnD and related topics. Left-leaning/profoundly frustrated politics. Black lives matter; trans rights are human rights.
Occasionally NSFW art and discussion, please do follow if you're 18+.