I forgot how to tumblr.
Recently started attempting to get around my dread of the work that goes into making fallout mods work. Instead of starting with something simple like importing a different color of booze bottle, I decided to make a completely new creature with a new model from scratch.
I doubt I’ll stick around too long, but I had to come back long enough to poke @deathclawdesu the owner of the character, and thank them for the amusing work they’ve done.
Also since I’m here, hi @fini-mun

“She’s really tall”
“Her torso seems short for her height”
“Her body’s too round”
“Her shoulders aren’t wide enough”
“Her hair isn’t obeying physics”
“Armor can’t bend like that”
“Her ankles stick out in a weird way”
“Those are big hands for a girl”
“How can she even lift something like that”
“She needs a ham sandwich”
“She could use a gym membership”
“Why are they always facing left?”
“Don’t you think she’s awful muscular for a woman?”
“His eyes are too big”
“Why do they always have little tiny dot noses?”
“That armor is unrealistic”
“You should add a cape”
“Those dark circles around their eyes make them look deathly ill”
“That outfit doesn’t seem appropriate for combat”
“Ew he smokes”
“Why does he need a gun”
“That’s a weird shape for a knife.”

So. About. The. COLOR. SCHEME.

“You’re right, you know; Sometimes good guys do finish last, only because they couldn’t compromise those pesky morals.
Sometimes terrible things result of the inability to just kill the villain when they had the chance. You’re right,
in that that is the fatal weakness of good-doers and heroic justicy types. And you’re right, that that is why I first
turned to the path of ruthless power I was on.

So long I languished in that cell contemplating with fury the random fluke that had stolen my victory away from me in
the face of hopelessly moral opposers who could not bring themselves to make the only decision that could have won things
for them… until that beam from the ceiling landed on me fortuitously. My reign of absolute power ended by random chance
rather than ‘good over evil.’

I stewed over what I’d do when I finally found my way out. I burned every time I thought about those hapless idiots
who went to such ridiculous lengths to avoid harming even the enemy of the world, in the process of stopping him; me.

But you know, it impressed something upon me. Think of how much easier it would be to live in this evil beget evil
world, if when heroes couldn’t make the hard decision… there was someone beside them who could.

So why do I stand here, in front of you in your moment of victory, rather than at your side with my revenge?
Taking power is easy, and keeping it is hard… but if I just kill you, for the sake of these moronic goodies who
wouldn’t…

I still get to be the winner.
I hope you packed for warm weather. “

You know what’s darkly funny if not horrifying?

All of you (as well as I) have probably come extremely close to dying numerous times in your life and never knew or maybe just didn’t care about it at the time.

I know of at least one time where I was gravely ill, yet because the symptoms were mild, I thought nothing of it. You see I had an itch.

As it turns out this itch was an internal fissure that was infected, and was quite close to spreading that infection to my spinal column, thereby leaving me paralyzed, mortally ill, or, in fact, may have progressed fatally in that same span of time.

To me, back then, even the surgery and months of recovery from, were simply annoyances.

Love those teenage stupidity chemicals yeah?

As a side note, for everyone out there who wonders why adults treat teenagers like they’re insane or stupid or overreacting… Its because we’ve been there, and yes your feelings are real, but they’re also incorrect more often than they are correct at that age.

You feel what you feel, but technically, if you were older, it wouldn’t be a big deal to you. At least 19 times out of 20.

Being a teenager just sucks for everyone. Hate me for saying so if you must, but I’m right about it, and you’ll realize that in another 10 years. Maybe less.

So I guess this was two thoughts.

bogleech:

sleeptalker-ad:

twofacetoo:

If you see them, tell me and I’ll delete them. I don’t condone that shit

I was wondering why the fuck you reblogged something about shampoo.
yeah, same here. if you see adverts on my dash, let me know ASAP

what?!

I have gripes I wish to express but they are too personal to share with strangers and vague acquaintances.

Pretend I gave a rant here.

fini-mun:

There’s organic Spaghettios now

Wha… what were they before??

There’s only so many things “noodle” and “tomato sauce” can be made from…