There’s something really terrifying about the concept of being pursued by something that can only walk slowly after. Just slooowly following. You can chill for a while if you get far enough away but it’s still coming.
That’s called “persistence hunting” and it’s how humans hunted all sorts of megafauna to extinction, as well as what let our species become so disperse and so numerous. Our existence is a horror story told from the monster’s perspective.
So you’re telling me zombie is absolutely a valid career path
Watch the movie on Netflix called “ It Follows” lol
Basically our hunting super power is that we are really smart, good at tools and can walk/run forever.
If my roommate ran 20 miles twice in one day (possible if she does one in the morning and one in the afternoon) she would out travel a horse.
She is not FASTER than a horse, but if a horse was walking away from her for 8 solid hours, Kait could catch up to it. She could probably also walk after it for an additional 5-10 miles after the run and then stab it when it got too tired to go on.
But kait’s athletic.
I, on the other hand, am a fatty fat who weighs 210 and never exercises ever.
I once, completely spontaneously because i had no money for the train, walked 17 miles in the winter from one end of Chicago to the other. I had also not eaten and was wearing a backpack. It took me 3 hours, but I accomplished it with ease. If i wasn’t a chub goddess, and had eaten and it was summer and I wasn’t wearing a backpack with a laptop in it, imagine how far and fast I could have gone.
Now. Horses can only sustain a run for about 15 miles ( at 8-10mph it takes them a little over an hour).
If my fat ass was walking towards a horse for 3 hours and it was literally running away from me. It would become exhausted after 15 miles and unless it can recover completely in 2 hours for another lengthy sprint, I can reasonably catch up to it and stab it. (not that i would ever stab a horse. horses are terrifying and should be regarded with suspicion, respect and fear)
The longest run ever was 350 miles over 80 hours without sleep.
Reminds me of the Basculin forms. I used to refer to them as east and west forms because one had more narrow eyes like Asians. Kind of like how Minun does here.
Introducing Yuki’s Pokemon Wedlocke challenge! However, this is a Wedlocke with a twist, a very WONDERful twist. No, this isn’t a Wonder Wedlocke– here, let me explain:
This has the same rules as any other Nuzlocke or Wedlocke challenge– the trick to this is, when a Pokemon dies, you flip a coin. If the coin lands on heads, then you wonder-trade the dead Pokemon. You continue to wonder-trade until you receive a Pokemon that is the same gender and the same level (or lower then the same level) as the fallen Pokemon.
So lets say I had a level ten male Froakie and a level 9 female Fletchling. If Froakie were to die, and Fletchling avenged his death, then I flip a coin. The coin lands on heads, so I wonder-trade Froakie away. However, I receive a level 12 male Gastly. I would have to wonder-trade again, until I get a male Pokemon that is level ten or under. Lets say the next trade is a level 7 male Totodile. I would be able to keep that Pokemon. This Pokemon acts as the reincarnation of the fallen Pokemon.
However, if both Pokemon die, you do not get to flip a coin for them. If Fletchling would have died in that battle, then I would not have been able to flip a coin. In other words, If a pair dies together, they stay dead together.
Lets say three pokemon die, though. The third death counts as the next pair, and you will be able to flip a coin to see if that Pokemon will be reincarnated. So if both Froakie and Fletchling die, and then Pansage dies as well, but Pikachu avenges her death, I get to flip a coin to see if Pansage gets reincarnated.
If you like this idea feel free to try it yourself, and stay tuned for Yuki’s reincarnation wedlocke challenge!
sounds cool!
Tom Gauld (Scottish, b. 1976) – The Reason I Stayed In The House All Day Drawings
Tom Gauld (Scottish, b. 1976) – The Reason I Stayed In The House All Day Drawings
Tom Gauld (Scottish, b. 1976) – The Reason I Stayed In The House All Day Drawings
Tom Gauld (Scottish, b. 1976) – The Reason I Stayed In The House All Day Drawings
Tom Gauld (Scottish, b. 1976) – The Reason I Stayed In The House All Day Drawings
Tom Gauld (Scottish, b. 1976) – The Reason I Stayed In The House All Day Drawings
Tom Gauld (Scottish, b. 1976) – The Reason I Stayed In The House All Day Drawings
Tom Gauld (Scottish, b. 1976) – The Reason I Stayed In The House All Day Drawings
my friend has one of those really deep wells (like 4 ft deep!) outside of her bedroom window bc her room’s in the basement so any time it rains a bunch of frogs end up trapped down there and I climb down to get them out.
and after a while I noticed that some animal (probably a raccoon) takes its food down there to eat for whatever reason, so there are a bunch of skulls and bones. I have special permission to collect skulls for educational purposes and deliver them to certain people, so now I grab those too.
Well today I climbed down in, found three frogs, and five skulls. So I’m climbing out of this pit with a frog and a ziploc bag full of animal bones and suddenly the fattest pug and boston terrier I’ve ever seen both come over barking
and the neighbor comes over to see what’s going on. and I have these bones and these frogs and I’m like “uh, hey!”
just got my. bag of skulls.
and she says “oh! they told me about you, hahaha! are the frogs okay?”
I’m glad this is my legacy.
it’s worth noting I have to like, put my arms on either side of the well and use my upper body to lower myself into it and then I like duck down and disappear so it HAS to look weird from a distance, no matter HOW many skulls or frogs I come out with.
picture this: u are high rollin at the craps table, youve had a few drinks, gettin a little crazy, the juice is loose, & just when the excitement is at its peak, u toss those bad boys, both dice start leaking a viscous fluid. thats the rare double slimes babey, & youve just won a million fucking dollars
Dragon: “HALT TRAVELER! THIS BRIDGE IS UNDER MY CONTROL! PAY THE TOLL OR CROSS THIS RIVER ELSEWHERE!”
Knight: “Nay foul beast! These are the lands of men! I shall pay no such toll, and what’s more I shall slay you rid this land of your tyranny!”
Dragon: “TYRANNY!? FOOLISH MAN! THIS BRIDGE IS OVER A HUNDRED YEARS OLD AND IN DIRE NEED OF REPAIRS! THE STONES ARE ERODING AND THERE ARE TERMITES IN THE WOOD!”
Knight: “… what?”
Dragon: “I GIVE THIS BRIDGE ANOTHER FIVE YEARS BEFORE IT COLLAPSES! I’D RATHER AVOID THAT AND PREVENT SOME POOR HUMAN FROM GETTING HURT!
Knight: ”…“
Dragon: “THE TOLL IS TEN GOLD PIECES.”
Knight: “… Okay.”
Dragon: “ALSO, DOWN THE ROAD, A FRIEND OF MINE IS RAISING FUNDS TO FIX A FARMER’S ROOF! IF YOU COULD ASSIST THEM AS WELL WE’D BE VERY GRATEFUL!”
THIS FUCKING THING GOT OVER 250 NOTES IN LESS THAN A DAY WHAT THE HELL.
Tumblr appreciates a good fable about the importance of tax revenue to provide civil services and maintain infrastructure.
the audio post blew up, now people on tumblr seem to have an almost terrifying hivemind reaction to this image of a clipart hot dog. for instance, posts have gone around of actual hot dog vendors using the above clipart, and the tags of these posts are usually nothing but thousands of separate voices screaming “TO MY EX” “AND FUCK THEIR SUNGLASSES”
the other day on twitter, two hashtags that happened to be trending at the same time were “nationalhotdogday” and “messagestomyex” this was fucking hilarious, so i posted it with absolutely no explanation, knowing that the hivemind would persist, and people would comprehend the joke despite its lack of explanation.
and now you can too!
So much knowledge of memes is required to understand other memes these days it’s bloody ridiculous
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