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A fun thing about fiction with large casts of characters is that sometimes you'll have a Spicy Bananas moment where every single character has an identical yet wildly atypical experience of some very mundane thing, and slowly you realise that the author isn't Making A Point, they just think that's normal.

speculative biology/fantasy/fictionalized large predators that kill indiscriminately and don't eat what they kill drive me up the fucking wall. it is so, so dangerous and exhausting to be a large predator. you don't want to get into a fight, you don't want to exert too much energy, because if you fuck up you can die. and once you manage to kill something, you eat it. you don't go and kill the rest of the herd, you scare off the rest of the herd and eat the thing you killed until something scares you off.

did you know tigers only have a 10% success rate as hunters? TIGERS.

There are exceptions if a predator has a bunch of easy prey in a confined space (fox in a chicken coop for example) and some mammalian predators will kill extra and store or bury them for later if the pickings are easy.

So for fantasy/sci-fi creatures, this behaviour might be understandable if the predator gets into a small underground base or space station or what have you and the humans are unarmed and not much of a threat to it. But yeah, it should at least be shown to stop and eat one or two of its first victims before it begins stocking up the larder.

Concept: A creature gets into the underground base, eats a couple of people. But it doesn't stop there because the rest of you are sitting ducks and it plans to save you for later. Walls and other obstacles can't stop it, its claws tear through anything in its way. You reason that it's a fossorial predator, and it's clearly not built for a pursuit over open ground, so you and the other survivors make for the exit up to the surface...

And run straight into the ambush of a different kind of predator. It's far taller and has longer limbs than the other one, this one *is* built for the chase, but a whole group of you popping up out of the ground one by one means it barely has to put in effort at all. It will eat well for weeks.

You realise, too late, that this is no unfortunate coincidence. The surface predator was working with the burrower to drive you out here. These creatures may not be sapient, but they appear to have a strategy. Some kind of symbiotic relationship, perhaps?

You never stood a chance.

Anyway, you just met the sci-fi horror version of these guys:

[ID: A photo of a coyote and an american badger walking together on a prairie. End ID]

nothing online is ever truly deleted. except that one fucking thing you're looking for

sincerely useful phrases for dealing with intrusive thoughts:

"wouldn't that be fucked up or what?"

"anyway I'm Rod Stirling."

"and what if the world was made of pudding?"

"calm down edgelord."

"kind of cringe, not gonna lie"

"not canon"

La-HA! hit me like a fucking drug.

this is what every social interaction feels like when you’re neurodivergent

I looked up the menu for the restaurant this is based on and i wanted to die.

i actually know abt cafe gratitude, u have to order by SAYING “i am [menu item]” it’s fucking insane

googling this to laugh at the website and finding out that one of the 5 locations of this restaurant is 10 minutes away from where i live is the most horrific feeling i’ve ever experienced.

the first time I ever met with a producer-level writer in LA, he told me to meet him at one of these places. I had no idea what I was walking into. the entire experience was fucking surreal. 

the producer asked if I could taste the joy in my mushroom soup.

the menu got an update—now they include the “I am” in the actual name of the thing :)

I’m delighted to share with you all that because it’s 2025 so why not, they will right now sell you a $100 cheeseburger and fries with side of Labubu

theres an inherent. loneliness. That comes with plurality sometimes. like yeah there are hundreds of us. most of us don’t know each other and basically forget each other exists. with some, we have insys relationships and families, but they tend to be a label forced by brain, not gained organically. most of the time we have zero contact with anyone that isn’t around front.

we will never be able to truly play multiplayer games in the same way separate bodies can. even if we had better communication with one another.

i’m just. i don’t know. feels like mourning but it’s very difficult to explain unless you also experience it.

i want to do a painting of a tiger taking a bath to put in a bathroom (bathroom-themed bathroom) and to this end i made a little maquette out of clay and i suspect this will scope creep into having both a painting and sculpture of a tiger or perhaps only a sculpture of a tiger. if i do both should they be displayed together or separately

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Tiger maquette by the way 🐅

Working on cutting out a large piece of wood to do the painting on, which is a constraint that will either be really fun or really annoying. Maybe both

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Wood primed and underpainted and sketch transferred mostly by cutting it out in different chunks and tracing around them. Stripes to be determined. Nobody let me work on this again for at least two weeks

The finished Ms. Tigers

Hi, I think your work accidentally inspired me because I painted this on my bathroom wall not long ago!

i LOVE the DRIPS and the JOYOUSNESS!!

Christians love doing stuff like this and making such a person the face of their religion then turn around and get mad when they're (correctly) seen as insufferable.

Some of the same people upset a Muslim man is poised to be the mayor of New York. But sure, they give AF about supposed "religious discrimination".

Let my Black behind have thrown a fit like this and I'm sure the same crowd supporting this girl would be telling me to sit my DEI ass down.

i think some people are misunderstanding what this girl is doing as her being stupid: she (almost certainly) did this on purpose to get attention in the hopes of becoming a conservative media/social media darling. it's becoming a taught career strategy for young conservatives in the anglosphere, particularly white women. Get your name in the press - or your face on a talk show! - for standing up to Woke University with your Conservative Values, get a social media following, get a regular segment on a conservative news network or become a figure in the conservative party.

It's not stupidity, it's malice. The goal is not to get a passing grade for a garbage essay but to fabricate a controversy and ruin a trans person's life. The posts in the screencaps above fail to mention this but the target is trans.

The Kansas Industrialist, Manhattan, July 18, 1917