Making A Shitty One-page RPG Called Oh Shit It’s The Killer. The Premise Is Simple: You’re A High

this is the most hysterical game i've ever played istg

oh yeah forgot to post these guys

for when you're definitely very normal about Things

she's MIDDLE AGED she's DIVORCED she hits people with GIANT HAMMERS she has a WEIRD RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD she HAS A SQUAD OF SILLY GUYS she's tormented by HORRORS BEYOND HER UNDERSTANDING and most importantly shes BUTCH. i didn't say a name but she popped into your head didn't she

oh nooo who would want to doo that?!?!!?!?!?!?!?? oops my finger slipped

If you dare come at me about banning straws, I will throw you into the sun cannon. I’m disabled, I’m crippled, I need disposable plastic straws, and all those pricey ridiculous alternatives aren’t working as well. Plastic straws were invented for the disabled.

Way to shit all over a vital access need because you think straws are worse than corporate greed.

We all care about the turtles, the seals, the oceans, obviously. Notice how the easiest thing to yell about was something that would barely affect anything but appealed heavily to emotional discourse.

The disabled community is huge, and it can be joined by anyone. Most of those As Seen On TV products were invented for us. Society still mocks us and ignores us, and often outright harms us in multiple ways.

Communicate better. Listen better. But stop putting us out in the cold because you are inconvenienced by our simplest needs.

Reblog to let the demon come to you. Like to enlarge their power.

me: "oh! i just switched fandoms. nice! going to see if i can make some content about them-" my brain: "lmao fandom swap" me: "...that took hours to make- oh well, i guess i just gotta do content for this one-" my brain: "nope. back to the old one!" me: "eh, i guess i just gotta save this one, make the new content, and go back when i swap fandoms-" my brain: "nah, different fandom entirely!" me: "why??"

Do you think Mike(scooped) has ever considered walking into a ER just to see what they would do? Who would they call first. Doctor? Cops? Mortician? He’s curious to know.