Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

I should really have jotted down the exact date that I stopped believing human life is sacred and murder is always wrong.

You know. So I can celebrate it every year. 🐯​

#LadyChampawatWasRight
#WhoaHereSheComes

One of those nights where I will honestly be a little disappointed in Twitter Support if I still have an account in the morning, because I probably shouldn't.

I've been a very {bad/good} kitty.

i keep having this irrational inkling that i'm about to hwarf up this gigantic hairball, and it's going to contain wet mushy traces of web $.0, Trump's toupee, some TERF bones, assorted bits of Kardassian jewelry, and retracted Andrew Wakefield studies, and i'd feel really queasy for a couple hours and then things would just feel... normal again for the first time in six years.

it's not gonna happen, is it

everything just feels repulsive right now

granted this could be because i just watched 20 minutes of Troll 2

but i think it kinda felt that way BEFORE i started watching

dinner was half a block of irish cheddar and unseasoned ramen

that can't be good either

you know, i think i finally diagnosed what's wrong with me

i spent 25 years waiting for my "get in the car, loser" moment and it never came

expending last of my give a fuck to say thanks

it's all i got

love ya

seems like a fine day to give up on

everybody everybody longest cat

long long long long long long cat

"the longest cat," starring prrt reynolds

and now, these messages 🐯​

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_XUvYzXvIgc

this image has been haunting me for days

i feel like i have been confronted with my true self or the beginning of a prophecy

i have no idea who or what this/these entities is/are, but I MUST know them and learn their ways

god i wish puzzlebox were still going strong

God damn it, I have a PC I NEED to play in a supers campaign and zero prospect. And it's one that I wouldn't dare spring on a newbie GM because it's admittedly REALLY EXTRA.

It's a Batman-style detective who is stuck in his own chronic multiversal mini-Crisis.

Every single session he's replaced by another version from another era and style. Different costume, same basic secret identity, historically scaled a la Wandavision.

One session, he's the Wacky Golden Age Kid-Friendly TV version of himself and he can't stop getting the team into pie fights.

The next, he's the grim AMC Prestige Drama version and he's in debt to the mob-- which he also secretly, amnesiacally runs. He's Very Complicated.

The next, he's written by someone with an axe to grind and gets to have a One More Day experience[1].

He retains his memories. He knows this is happening. He knows he's different day to day, but he feels exactly the same. He can't remember what year he was born, and he's pretty sure he remembers at least twice as many birthdays as the his age on his ID.

And it all fucks his shit up something fierce. There's one thing they all have in common: the later in the timeline the character is from-- for any meta-level of "timeline"-- the darker and sadder he is.

The GM chooses the multiverse/genre/writer/era/theme for each session and I totally remake the character to suit it. I get no choice in the selection whatsoever.

[1] notoriously awful and contentious Spider-Man arc: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spider-Man:_One_More_Day

or maybe i just miss acid

a magical realist novel that's nothing but a reincarnated housefly's recollections of the time she landed on a piece of John Lennon's blotter acid and tripped balls amongst the Beatles for days (i.e. most of the rest of her life)

most of the book would have absolutely nothing to do with the Beatles nor with being a fly and would mostly be rambling digressions about theosophy, crystalline topology, group theory, Damien Hirst, and the history of stage magic

it was really good acid you see

Mom called, stepdad has a "slight chance" of heading home tonight. It's a bummer because obviously it means they only think they have a slight chance of fixing it, but I guess the fact they're even *contemplating* releasing him is probably a sign he's not at death's door or anything...

*shrug*

Sigh. Stepdad back in hospital again. This time it's severe hyponatremia (sodium deficiency). Could very easily be heart stuff, could also be medication side effects.

It's my mom's birthday, too. God damn it. Larry's not at death's door or anything as far as I know, but mom does sound genuinely concerned this time-- and so damn tired.

And I have a bad feeling about this one. Granted, I've ALWAYS got a bad feeling when one of my family members is sick-- or missing for more than 20 minutes, or slightly unhappy.

But I've seen a lot of old folks in my life start the final stretch this way, with one little "oh, I'm sure it'll be fine" issue that just cascades and they're never healthy-- or sometimes even out of the hospital-- ever again.

I mean, I've mourned Larry like... four, five times now? He may end up making it to 90. But between the colon cancer (gone, apparently, thankfully), the COPD, and this, he's definitely out of warranty.

Welp. Hurricane season is almost over and I'm about due for another tragic disruption of my life. Just please make at through Xmas at the very least, dude. Love you, you old Hank-Hill-talkin' goober. I really wish I'd stopped smoking BTW>

I wasted a whole lot of time on countertrolling crusades vs Something Awful goons in the 00's, and the death of Lowtax has really got me reflecting on that period of my life. Speciflcally, on how I was right about everything and should be much more arrogant in the future. 😘​

i am especially proud of the awfulness of the "suckling from pink pert middle age" line, i think the great k-strass[1] himself would approve

[1] aka the "proto-colin," look him up