I’ve been listening to the people in the apartment below me have arguments for two years now and I still can’t figure out what language they’re speaking. The best I can narrow it down is like if Portuguese and Hebrew had a baby. Is that a common pidgin combination
I just listened to a clip of this and jesus christ you fucking got it. there are like 3500 people in the whole united states who speak this and two of them are in a very fraught marriage four feet below me
I was wondering whether the constellations would look any different on Mars, so I looked it up, and apparently not; galactically speaking Mars is so close to us that the difference is imperceptible. However, I did find this neat additional bit:
godddd im back on my bullshit thinking about whalefalls again
specifically the whole speciation/evolutionary stepping stone thing where they allow certain species to move, adapt, and disperse in new environments through the resources that they create simply by dying. Literally hundreds of species take advantage of one when it happens. So many species are fundamentally altered by a resource oasis hundreds of times more effective than marine snow.
fuckkk all im thinking about is shit like. one body. one death. yet a body that, depending on certain conditions, could take up to a CENTURY to be fully returned to the entropy it came from.
That shit can be considered an actual fuckin. Biome. a whole biome in a single creature.
Imagine you, a single cell or near single cell microorganism being the latest in a generational line that spans back so far that your line has evolved and speciated from its origin point before the whale fell.
Imagine you, with a lifespan of days or weeks living in rotting flesh that will presumably take up to a full century to fully consume
Imagine you, your entire bloodline, your whole world living off one body. Alive off of corpse-fat and marrow, consuming your god as it transforms you into something unrecognizable
i’m not going to lie when i end up on this part of my brain I do feel a little ludovica bonnaire about it all
edit: wait i got another line i need to write down before i pass out:
Your God may live, but I thank everything that my God is dead.
In Mario Superstar Baseball, chemistry is a stat that signifies how well characters get along with others on the team. Every possible matchup of two characters has its own chemistry value ranging from 5 (horrible) to 99 (perfect) attached to it.
Interestingly, despite characters one might readily imagine not getting along well (Mario and Wario, Peach and Bowser, Luigi and King Boo, etc.) having bad chemistry, none of the “obvious” rivalries and bad relationships have the worst possible chemistry value of 5.
This one is used only for the matchups between Peach and Petey Piranha, and between Toadette and Bowser. This must mean that in the minds of the developers, these two pairs of characters harbor exceptionally deep hatred for each other.
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