my spray in tf2 is just a photograph of a glass of milk
nobody reacts to porn or shock images no matter how numerous or weird on community servers, but so, so many people have asked “Why the fuck is your spray just a glass of milk?”
The sun is probably the closest thing we’ll ever have to a true Eldritch Abomination. Hear me out here-
Older than recorded history; was here longer than any of us and will be here long after we leave. Has a finite beginning and end but is still incomprehensibly ancient
Burns itself into your vision instantly and can blind you if you look for too long
Further prolonged exposure can cause cancerous growths
Non-humanoid shape floating through space; colossal flaming tentacles angrily lash out on occasion
Sort of just appeared one day and is now surrounded by the corpses of its stillborn children
People used to sacrifice other people to appease it
The Boku No Hero Academia Season 3 Vol. 4 DVD comes with a drama CD track where All Might and Aizawa go drinking together, only to be interrupted by Present Mic and Midnight and hilarity ensues. Here’s my translation of the track! Enjoy~
**Note: In case the audio doesn’t work, here’s another link.
All Might: Good work out there, Aizawa-kun!
Aizawa: Same to you, All Might.
All Might: Haha, well then, let’s cheers!
Aizawa: Cheers? For what?
All Might: Hmm, how about for a successful meeting with all the different families?
Aizawa: I guess. It was rather good news to hear that all students’ parents agreed to allowing them to enter the dormitories.
All Might: To the new homes for the kids!
Aizawa: To the mentality of the teachers who will need to monitor these kids all the time now.
All Might & Aizawa: Cheers!
All Might (to himself): All right- this is a good mood! I’m going to be even better friends with Aizawa-kun after this dinner outing today! All Might, you gotta push past the walls of Aizawa-kun’s heart! GO BEYOND, PLUS ULTRA!!
Present Mic: HEYY!! CLASS A TEACHERS!! MC MIC IS IN THE HOUSE, CRASHING YOUR SECRET DINNER OUTING!
All Might (to himself): Or on second thought…probably not then.
Present Mic: What’s with that face, Eraser? If you’re gonna go drink, at least let me know, yo! This bad water is foul, man!
Aizawa: Go home!
Present Mic: Woah, that was SO COOL! Kinda a stiff reaction though. Anyway, I’m kinda thirsty, so imma drink your beer. *gulp* OHH YEAHH! DRINKING A BEER AFTER WORK REALLY MAKES ME GO TO HEAVEN!!!!!
Aizawa: GO HOME!
All Might: Haha, so by showing up here out of the blue, I’m guessing you come here often to drink?
Present Mic: Well I try to invite Eraser to come but he always rejects me, what kind of idiot does that?
Aizawa: Heh, you mean the type who literally asks me every day?
Present Mic: Man, your follow up is so bad, my friend. Makes things awkward, yo!
Aizawa: If that’s so then GO HOME.
*door opens*
Midnight: Good evening. Oh what? All Might, Eraser, and Mic are here?
All Might: Oh, Midnight-kun!
Present Mic: Hey there young lady! You joined in at a good time! Come over here and drink with us! GO TO HEAVEN!!!
Aizawa: You’re the one who came after us, don’t just take charge.
—
Aizawa: Midnight, here’s another round of your tequila.
Midnight: Thanks! *gulp* AHAA!!
All Might: You’re quite strong with alcohol.
Midnight: Yeah, I don’t feel like drinking until my stomach gets warm from the alcohol.
Present Mic: AS EXPECTED OF U.A.’S QUEEN TANK! It would be awesome if the alcohol really doesn’t affect you!
Midnight: Mic, if you’re going to be using weird slang to refer to me, I’m going to pour all this tequila on you.
Aizawa: Do it.
Present Mic: Hey my friend, that’s not very friendly of you to say! After all, I was the one who gave you the hero name Eraserhead! I came up with such a cool hero name, too!
Aizawa: Well if that’s so then I should have just changed my name.
Present Mic: To “Small Energy Sho-chan?”
Aizawa: Shut up!
Midnight: Mic, the tequila?
Present Mic: AGAIN!?
All Might: Midnight-kun, perhaps you should drink in moderation…
Midnight: What are you saying, All Might? I’m not even drunk at all! Mic, the tequila!! What are you waiting for?
Present Mic: Ah yes! Here you go!
—
Midnight: *drunk giggling* All Might, try drinking this!
All Might: Oh uh…I don’t really…drink much…you see…
Midnight: *laughs* Okay fine, Eraser drink this.
Aizawa: Uh, what is this?
Midnight: It’s my original concoction! A cocktail made of cocktails!
Aizawa: Why on earth would you do that?
Midnight: That’s because normal alcohol is boring! Alcohol is the same as life- an adventure with experiences you must repeat lest you get rusty! You agree with me, right Mic?
Present Mic: Wha- uhh…somewhat?
Midnight: Exactly, so that’s why you gotta drink up, Eraser! Experience something new!
Aizawa: Nope.
Midnight: You’re such a boring guy! You must be boring in bed, too!
Aizawa: I sleep in a sleeping bag.
Present Mic: *whispering* All Might, this is Midnight’s drunken state. She always makes disgusting cocktails and forces people to drink them.
All Might: I…I see. That’s terrifying.
Midnight: MIC!
Present Mic: WHAT?!
Midnight: DRINK UP! DRINK THIS COCKTAIL I MADE!
Present Mic: Ughh no thank you! That cocktail has all the worst ingredients mixed in that with a suspicious dark color, a color that says DO NOT DRINK ME!
Midnight: IT’S SAYING NOTHING OF THAT SORT! JUST DRINK IT!
Present Mic: *gulps* UGHH!!
Midnight: AHAHA! Hey Mic, tell us how was the taste?
Present: Goo…
Midnight: Goo…d?
Present Mic: Bye…*faints*
Midnight: AHAHAHA! It was so good he fainted!
Aizawa: More like definitely die.
All Might: Well then, I’ll take my leave now. Don’t want to drink too much…
Midnight: Okay! Hey Mic, All Might’s leaving now!
Present Mic: Augughhghg!!
All Might: Yeah, definitely don’t want to drink too much…
—
*running* Aizawa: All Might!
All Might: Oh, is something wrong, Aizawa-kun?
Aizawa: Uh, thank you very much.
All Might: Eh?
Aizawa: I’m uh…drunk right now so…well. I probably wouldn’t say this if I wasn’t drunk, but…I’ll say it anyway. Because you fought for us at Kamino Ward, because you defeated All For One for us, I will do my part and look after the students as much as I can.
All Might: Aizawa-kun…
Aizawa: That’s why I want to thank you for everything.
All Might: Aizawa-kun, let’s watch over the students from here on out together.
Aizawa: Anyway, when I sober up, I’ll probably forget everything I said while drunk, NEVER MENTION WHAT I JUST SAID!
All Might: Ah…sure…
Aizawa: I’m counting on you. See ya.
All Might: A drunk Aizawa-kun is a “deretsun**?”
**T/N: The deretsun line is funny because a deretsun is the opposite of a tsundere, where they act nice and cute to others but then very cold when alone with someone. I think All Might mixed this word up, which could be intentional to show he’s “not with the times” lol
This reminds me of a party I went to last year. I was standing with some friends, chatting, and someone said something that indirectly implied that sexism exists. Some trivial recounting of the basic facts of daily life for most women. Something so mild, so uncontroversial, so mundane that I don’t even remember what it was.
Suddenly, this man standing on the outskirts of our conversational circle piped up with “actually, I think men are more discriminated against than women these days.”
All conversation died.
I turned to look at him and he had this smug, insufferable grin on his face, relishing this moment, expecting us to waste our time and energy refuting this ridiculous thing he had just said.
The Devil’s Advocate was among us.
And, in my mind, I saw the next 15+ minutes playing out. The parade of facts and statistics in a vain attempt to defend ourselves, our gender, and to prove that misogyny is real. The glib, snide denials from some shithead who is getting off on our pain and frustration. The Gish Gallop of bullshit that would take a whole evening to properly dismantle. It was depressing and overwhelming. I hated it. I had to kill it before it began.
So I looked him dead in the eye and I said “OK,“ shrugged, and just walked away.
Nothing I have ever said to another human being has ever been so crushing. As I walked away, I watched the smug grin vanish and confusion and anxiety set in. The rest of the group turned their backs to him and carried on as if he had never spoken – as if he was invisible. He was still staring at me when I walked over to another friend and told her what he had said. I pointed him out for her and made direct eye contact with him while we both laughed.
tl;dr: Don’t feed the troll. Let it perish, cold and hungry, in the wasteland of your indifference. It is weak and you are strong. Live your best life.
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