Samurai without a master

Dr. Marijuana Pepsi

wow you’re such a provocateur, so edgy

no it’s The Simpsons

I love homophobic cats ❤️

much closer to Palestinian than whatever that gigachad merge thing is

Sure, but if they mean “a brown middle eastern person” they should just say that, instead of referencing a different group from the area to try and make the same point.

Also I don’t think that’s gigachad derived, it’s just a regular european jesus

but OP is calling them boring

I thought he was Jewish, and the Philistines were a different group.

In prison they call that a suitcase

Ah yes, the hepcat

Stop blaming gay people for homophobia.

I’m aware

From your second link: This video describes the structure and functions that give mitochondria their nickname: the powerhouses of the cell.

*Powerhouses, mitochondria is plural.

and here’s the preceding exchange that actually describes the pods:

On closer inspection, Kurt saw a faint light leaking from these cubes… and staring closer, he noticed they were not at all cubes—their edges distorted and radiated extra dimensions.

He staggered back, hands reflectively grasping for his temples. Disorientation washed over him as he tasted the faint green light, inhaled the dusty odors of meaning from the symbols on the floor, and heard the bell-like tinkling of the organic electronics of the pods.

He sank to one knee and the tangled sensory input faded.

“Stand back,” Kurt warned the others. Over the COM he said, “Will, escort Dr. Halsey up here.”

Another wave of disorientation hit Kurt and his vision swam. When he again could see. Dr. Halsey knelt next to him.

“Move him away from the machines,” she told Will.

Will dragged him back to the room’s entrance, and Kurt’s vision immediately cleared and the dizziness vanished.

“What was that?” he asked Dr. Halsey.

“Unshielded Slipspace field,” she said. Her face was a mask of concentration, staring at the cubic machine housing. Frowning, she crossed to the pods. “Linda,” she said, “your assistance please.”

Linda moved up to Dr. Halsey, her sniper rifle aimed at the floor.

“Use your weapon’s range finder; point at the interior of the pod.”

Linda nodded, raised her rifle, and aimed at the Spartan inside the pod. After a moment, she lowered the weapon, checked her Oracle scope’s settings, and then repeated the procedure. She shook her head.

“You are reading an infinite range?” Dr. Halsey said.

“Yes,” Linda replied, uncharacteristic annoyance in her tone. “There must be something wrong with it.”

“No,” Dr. Halsey replied. “I’m afraid it is in perfect working order.”

She turned to Kurt. “I cannot revive your Spartans or the other three, Lieutenant Commander. They are not in cryogenic suspension.”

Kurt shook off the last traces of confusion. “Explain,” he said.

“They are encased in a Slipspace field. The process to stabilize such a field in normal space is well beyond any technology we or the Covenant possess. Essentially these Spartans are here, but not, extruded into an alternate set of spatial coordinates and excluded from time.”

tbf this was an intentional moment about how timey-wimey and extra dimensionally slipspace is, and Halsey was immediately called out for talking out of both sides of her mouth.

But it’s more funny to crop that.

can’t tell if this is based or cringe

When due process fails us, we really do live in a world of terror.

Twink is slim and smooth, you’re conflating connotation with denotation.

These days it’s more of a general term that implies vague queerness

No, that’s not what twink means.

That’s not what I said