Martian Manhunter: Shazam, not to alarm you, but you have not breathed in 10 minutes.
Shazam; Whoops! I forget sometimes.
Martian Manhunter: It’s alright, I often forget to blink.
Batman:
Does anyone else feel like every possible star wars ship is kinda dumb or boring in some way
I have spent the past 2-something-maybe-hours reading wikipedia pages about the x-men while whistling to myself and somehow I only just now noticed that the tune I have been repeating endlessly for 2 freaking hours is circus music. ....I have been whistling circus music to myself while reading wikipedia pages for 2 hours.......... WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK BRAIN
naked and afraid
inspired by this:
So you know how humans almost universally like to pet animals no matter the size. (Yes I might want to pet a lion and I am not going to apologize for that. Well what if that is a trait that is unique to us/our planet?
Bounty hunting alien group with their new human crew mate lands on a planet to secure their target. After a brief search, the group encounters a guard dog... of sorts. A beast taller than a moose and built better than a bear snarls and growls, bearing its fangs. All members of the group back away slowly and ready their weapons. All, except the human who suddenly gets excited.
"Oh you're so vicious aren't you? Who's a vicious beast? Whose a vicious beast? Yes you are." The human says.
The rest of the group stares in disbelief at the human, who must have lost his mind. Wondering if they should intervene, but also kind of terrified of both the beast, and now, the human.
The beast leans in, inches away from the humans face, letting out a deep growl. The Human reaches up to pet the it, who quickly leans away, wondering what the furless bipedal is up to. Determined to pet the new animal, the human continues. His hand catching up to its head, he starts to scratch behind his ear.
The beast relaxes, experiencing a joy it never thought it wanted. A few minutes go by, and the beast lays down, relenting to the humans pets. Before long, it shows its stomach, not knowing why just reacting to a primal instinct it did not know existed.
"You want some belly rubs!" The human exclaims, rubbing the beasts belly.
Leg kicking away, the beast gets lost in the bliss for a few minutes, until the alien captain finally speaks up.
"Human, What are you doing. That beast is dangerous!" The captain barks.
"Are you a dangerous beast? Whose a dangerous beast?" The human exclaims, continuing to pet the beast.
"Human!" The captain shouts.
"It's fine! See he likes it." The human defends.
Not believing what they are seeing, the rest of the party continue on to find the target, leaving the human to bond with his new pet.
You’re considered by the Jedi Order as a very cryptic but accurate oracle. Truthfully though, whenever someone asks a question, you just retreat to your chambers, say you’re consulting the Force, watch the DVDs of Star Wars and say it very cryptically to make it look legitimate.
Text: The road to the school is dangerous, so mother embroiders seven little hearts onto my uniform pocket, extra lives, just in case.
dp x dc prompt/mini blurb thing:
Somewhere along the line, stealing the Batmobile had seemed like the best option.
Elle would stand by that - admittedly short-sighted and kind of panic induced - logic. It was a vehicle that no one would try and stop. It was fast. The keys were in the ignition. Easiest car theft of her life. Or, well, unlife. Whatever. Still the easiest.
She may have forgotten that Superman could fly as fast as the stupid tank of a car could go. Or that Gotham had other vigilantes, that had bikes that were way more maneuverable, or that Billy was a big baby about car chases.
“WATCH THE ROAD!”
“YOU WATCH THE ROAD I’M DRIVING HERE!”
you know those Nefarious Trap Doors cartoon villains are so obsessed with? the ones that lead inevitably to acid-shark-piranha-infested-radiation-lava moats? ok so I appreciate and respect the gimmick, BUT.
I think more swirly slides should be involved
tommorrow? tomororw????? tomrow? hEH????? its such a stupid word like why are there so many letters and i swear half of them are in the wrong place. we should just spell it tmaro and leave it at that, it too fucking long