So turns out before joining Talon, Mauga was part of a Polynesian Ecoterrorist group known as the Deepsea Raiders. Any chance you could drop some Mauga and Lifeweaver fan interactions between the two?
LifeWeaver: I may not agree with the methodology, but I am glad the Deepsea Raiders were able to shut down those Summerland Oil rigs.
Mauga: You don't agree with the methodology?
LifeWeaver: *tongue click* Just... you sure caving in that oil executive's skull on national television sends the right message?
Mauga: See, I think not caving in his skull would send the wrong message, because it would tell other oil executives that I'm not going to cave in their skulls. Like, we have to be clear about cause and effect here. Be an oil executive... get your skull caved in. It's very straightforward.
LifeWeaver: ...are we sure caving in skulls is the methodology we want to use, though?
Mauga: Hey, we're throwing stuff at a wall, seeing what sticks. You know how it is.
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LifeWeaver: Given its environmental impacts, how do you reconcile your love of travel with your love of the environment?
Mauga: Well, the way I see it, travel allows you to really experience how precious our planet is, and for me, those experiences allow me to not only be a stronger advocate, but also more conscientious in my day-to-day habits. It can also really show you how sustainable living is highly localized. Resort industries are devastating--we really need to adopt stronger attitudes of cultural relativism and willingness to adapt to local customs if we're going to travel ethically.
LifeWeaver: *thoughtful* I see...
Mauga: But also as you know, I'm super okay with murder, and really good at compartmentalizing. So *blows raspberry.*
LifeWeaver: *flatly* Ah.
Mauga: Every so often I'll visit one of the swankier resorts to hunt the most dangerous game... golfers.
I support trains!
“Nobody’s going to want to sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours to get from New York City to LA.”
Me. I will sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours. I’ll sit on it for days. I’ll write and read and nap and eat and then do it all over again. I’ll stare out the windows and see America from ground level and not have to drive. I’ll see the Rockies and the deserts and cornfields and the Mississippi River and your house and yours and yours too. I’ll make up stories in my head about the small towns I see as we go along. I’ll see the states I’ve yet to see because driving or flying there is a fucking slog and expensive to boot. I’ll enjoy the ride as much as the destination. And then I’ll do it all over again to come the fuck home.
🐠a trip to the aquarium
It’s scrimblo from my video games!
bark bark
It’s giving ‘Ophelia gets her revenge’
Obsessed
I really wanted to draw at least something for Swordtember hehe, ladies with swords are always fun to draw c:.
I miss my wife, tails. I miss her a lot
Ashe
render practice
Eris: I can make her worse
Pov one of the spooky computer guys sent you an email, good luck Sam
A desolation avatar who is the embodiment of a blizzard, your car breaks down in the middle of a snowstorm, you exit calling out for help trying to see through the thick descending snow, you turn back, your car has been buried in snow and you cannot find it, everything you love and know has been buried in snow, encased in frigid ice and soon.
you will join.
storied jewish tradition: chinese food christmas
art by @nheyguys