I identify the most with the woman who has a green velvet ribbon around her neck and keeps being like “DONT untie my neck ribbon or something really bad will happen” and then her husband unties the ribbon and her head falls off. this is extremely real to me. spent my whole life like “please don’t do this thing to me or really bad stuff will happen” and everyone around me being like “that sounds fake” and doing it anyway. and then my head fell off!
playing trivia games as a nonamerican introduces a real element of chaos because sometimes the super easy beginner questions are like what was the top selling brand of toilet paper in texarkana in 1972 and sometimes the hardest questions will be like oh no a super tricky one for you: what country are dutch people from?
exiting a uquiz halfway through when it becomes clear the creator’s narrow and immature world view and cultural knowledge leaves them totally unequipped to tell me which peanuts character i am with any degree of accuracy or insight
when I was like 14 I used to reblog these posts on here that were like “YOUR 20S ARE NOT AN IMAGINARY RACE YOURE DOING JUST FINE!!” just to be positive towards my older mutuals even though i didn’t really get what they were about and I’d be in the tags like “#so true!! #everyone does things at their own pace!!” and now im 24 I’m thinking back to it and it’s like Oh of course the imaginary race. Which im losing
it’s so fucking funny watching one of the earliest backstory reveals in campaign 2 which is yasha revealing that she’s from xhorhas. you’d think by the way the nein reacted that she said she killed her own family. meanwhile mr. fake accent is hiding an evil pact to snea snake. pop pop fucked off from the cobalt soul without telling anyone and zeenoth had to track her down. wizard hobo is on the run from the magical fbi. the goblin is actually a halfling. blue tiefling is wanted in her own home city. purple tiefling changes his backstory every town they enter. but yasha being a foreigner in the empire is such a shock to them. they’re so fucking ridiculous i adore them so much. i’d like to submit the entire cast of the mighty nein to the acting categories of the oscars please. goddamn pathological liars the lot of them
“How does one hate a country, or love one? …I lack the trick of it. I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and river and rocks, I know how the sun at sunset in autumn falls on the side of a certain plowland in the hills; but what is the sense of giving a boundary to all that, of giving it a name and ceasing to love where the name ceases to apply?”
