I feel like with time, it will come. Especially with the way it’s been with Baphomet kinda quietly being a bit of a queer icon, in certain circles.

Oh, no plans on hiding it one bit. Proudly put it on my bag the moment I got settled in after work, and that thing goes practically everywhere with me.

Of course you do. How long have you been in Big Fish’s pocket, eh? How long they had you stockin’ the ponds? What’d they use to reel you in?

Sellout.

Hope an Etsy link is okay!

I also have the trans fox pin they sell, it is super precious! I might have a pin problem.

“Ed tried to get his wife to understand, but it’s never easy. How do you explain that 20 years of marriage was nothing but kindling, waiting for the right spark? That his nights had been so dark, so cold? That he needed to see the firelight one more time?”

Astronaut or paleontologist.

Now I just want to be a woman and happy. I feel like I’m only slightly succeeding at one of those two.

You have a fair point, I kinda autopiloted that. Paternity leave would probably be more accurate.

Well, no. He is obviously very far along in that pregnancy. Being a bus driver could be kinda dangerous, depending on where we are, and stressful.

Take paternity leave, we can discuss this upon return to work.

Well, if you love somebody…

Culture shock can hit us fucking hard. Take in the factor that suddenly you’re 150 years apart from everything you’ve ever known and loved. Hell, at that point, the best chance for a recognizable living face is, what, certain species of tortoise?

We’re an adaptable species, don’t get me wrong, but that’s 150 years of urban, technological, and cultural development that, from a time travellers point of view, probably feels like it happened nigh instantly.

I feel like a pelican wrote this. Which good on them, it must be hard to type with those bird feet.

I wish I was that lucky.

Mine decided to manifest as crippling depression and a mental breakdown.

Oh, so Maria’s true form.

Imma be that nerd. What the fuck would the implications be of this? Like, scrapping Homecoming(Because fuck Homecoming and using P.H like a mascot), I have taken Pyramid Head as a representation of James’ guilt and desire for self-destruction as absolution. He no longer has to deal with his actions, his anything, if he simply gives in.

Love the concept, done absolutely adorably, but with a series as laden with metaphor and symbolism as Silent Hill, I can’t help but go “Okay, but what if?”

Hey, you’re doing great on the “reuse” and “recycle” part, but did you know you can still manage to reduce it?

Replace the water with pee when making sauces.

Would a duck from 150 years ago be okay? Like, yeah, we got lakes, but 150 years is a long time for humans to encroach on migratory routes and lands.

Would they possibly try to return to somewhere that no longer exists in the state it did in their proper time?

“My Mystical Space Typhoon takes care of your Plague of Locusts! Where is your god now, Moses?”

“With my deck, and I’ll prove it to you! I play Pot of Greed, allowing me to draw two cards! And look at that, Pharaoh. Our games come to an end. I PLAY THE HEAD OF EXODIA, THE FORBIDDEN ONE! With all his parts assembled, he is complete! COME, OH GREAT ONE, AND TARGET THE FIRSTBORN SONS DIRECTLY!”

I mean this, it’s never too late. Even if you’re not comfortable getting up on stage, trust me, there’s something you can do for the crew. Even if it’s just being extra hands to carry props, there’s never enough people.

Keep your eyes out on any local theater groups. It can be easy to get involved! Sometimes even paid!

Don’t forget your theater directors.

There’s a reason it’s a stereotype. Theater is a great place to find yourself, you’re given the chance to be anybody.

I have not, but I will keep an eye out for it!