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Rigel @rigelr.bsky.social · 7h

What woman wouldn't want to be Rat Queen for a day?!

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It's been said before, but what IS the point of having "fuck-you money" if you never say "fuck you"?

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Wifi as a Partial Halo is an idea with legs.

It's all coming together: Rona tolerates Noel because Noel is one of the very few people on Pinocchio Valenti's level of Spaghetti Respect.

Annnnd THIS is why he specified it was of precisely normal size in the isekai arc!

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The Wicker Man but in Innsmouth is a 'Catholic priest punches small-town evil' story that I'd watch. ...I guess that was pretty close to a Hellboy plotline though, come to think of it.

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Seconded, they are some fun yarns!

"Fool! Your 'lived experience' is no match for my Theory!"

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He is simply overjoyed to once more make spaghetti for a man who loves his humble spaghetti so much he came back for thirds. Surely this is a True Son of Italy, he thinks.

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It's Crystal's delighted look of "is he gonna do it? HE'S GONNA DO IT!" in the narrow verticals preceding that gets me.

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I can see how some harmless predictability might be a refreshing change for her.

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Pumpkin painting tonight! Here's what I slapped together:

A pumpkin crudely painted to look like some lurking arachnid, with huge staring glowing green eyes, pedipalps like a vinegarone's claws, and multiple hunched-up spider legs.

3/4 view of that same pumpkin, showing the hunched legs on one side

3/4 view of the pumpkin on the other side, again showing off the hunched legs.

I think I printed this @epicsnstuffs.bsky.social Tortle a touch bigger than it was intended but I'm okay with it.

Tabletop miniatures. A huge, bulky figure, lit mostly by the green-yellow gleam of its headlamp, holds an immense mattock, its handle longer than the crystal-heaped ore cart behind it, in its gigantic hands. Upon inspection, the figure is a humanoid tortoise, a coil of rope across plastron. It is even bulkier and more muscular than the orc mine worker some posts earlier.

In a mine (in a MINE) Where a million diamonds SHINE! Dwarf is a sculpt from Stonehaven. The crystals are @reaperminiatures.bsky.social Wall of Ice.

Tabletop miniatures. A dwarf in goggles, a mining helmet, and modern-ish clothes wields a pickaxe in a mine. There is a huge outcrop of emerald-green crystals in front of him. Some violet crystals in a mine cart are barely visible behind him.

A combo of Dr. Edward Teller and Lt. Gen. David O. Graham?

LDS missionaries: ❌ LSD missionaries: ✅

I think this is some kind of Nuthatch.

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Raymond Chandler once wrote a story called The King In Yellow. It wasn't Lovecraftian, but LA is the perfect stomping grounds for a Mythos entity focused on image, art, obsession, pursuit of perfection, and illusions, and noir is all about doomed investigation!

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Somewhere in the Venn intersection of "Who Framed Roger Rabbit?" and "The Big Fish" (that short story desperately needs the big screen treatment).

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In 1812 it probably wasn't easy to find a place with enough cold storage to stash a body.

This is a common and normal way for a head and neck to interface with a collar, right?

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Accompany the beatings with ritualistic chants of "IT IS NOT GIVEN TO MAN TO KNOW THE FUTURE!" and "YOUR PROPHECIES ARE HUBRIS!"

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(Fred Rogers was good pals with George Romero, and loved his zombie movies.)

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Ohhhh, this is such a bad thing to actually believe and such a rad premise for fiction.

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bsky.app/profile/rige...

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"Killing me won't bring back Jobs-era Apple!"

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Good taste in flying reptiles, good political opinions.

As always, Sutherland is a delight.

I'm sure there's a nonzero number of vegans who would welcome an exterminator if they got bedbugs.

Such is the power of spreadsheets!

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Cronenberg in his "real face" is an absolute horror. Hell of a flick.

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I may be misinformed but this is not too far off from Astarte of the Phoenicians and/or Tanit of the Carthaginians!

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"Listen, I understand your perspective, but we must ALL make sacrifices for the good of the community. It's just politics. In a very real sense, my hands are tied here!" (Miniatures by @pulpfiguresbob.bsky.social, tiki at the left by @reaperminiatures.bsky.social)

Tabletop miniatures. A tropical island scene. Two islanders of apparent high status remonstrate with a captive. One of the figures is a statuesque young lady in a fancy headdress of leaves and feathers dressed in a flower garland and loincloth. She carries a ceremonial shark-toothed knife and is pointing with her other hand. The other is a regal gentleman in even fancier headdress and a grass skirt. He carries a torch in one hand and a harpoon in the other. Between them is another young woman in a tattered floral dress, her hands bound. She does not look to be accepting the situation, and clearly has some opinions. Various tikis are in the background.

Late night noodles, a cyberpunk staple. Noodle girl by Epic Miniatures, cyberpunks by @reaperminiatures.bsky.social and @bombshellminis.bsky.social

Tabletop miniatures. Night in a cityscape. An overworked young lady with a somewhat manic smile acrobatically balances several orders of street noodles on her hands, head, and feet. She is wearing an Asian-inspired uniform in red, yellow, and purple. On either side of her are some cyberpunk customers, one, a techno-goggled person in a neon green tunic and leopard-print leggings, the other, a muscular mohawked lady in orange shirt and pink shorts with a microphone. A small kiosk advertising LUCKY DRAGON HOT NOODLE RAMEN UDON LATE NITE is in the middle background.

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To an extent yes. OTOH, I think that some of the most off-putting people I've met were so because they did not know how to be alone in a healthy way. It's an important skill to learn!

It's true! I'm not 100% sure that vernacular translations coupled with the Protestant ethos of 'every man his own priest' led to better societal outcomes though--and I say this as the child of people in the Wycliffe Bible Translators. It's a real pickle.

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Right down to devouring the corpses of the fallen, just more processed and put in tins, goddamn

But it's not three revolutions, it's three iterations of horizontal to vertical! Unless the prompt is poorly worded, which of course is so ridiculous a proposition as to be rejected out of hand...

*premise, damned autocorrect

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I remember a sci-fi story with this prize from--I believe--well before the 80s but I'd have to track it down again. Rocket rather than saucer if memory serves.

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I think the most Trump-foreshadowing book I've read was "Our Friends from Frolix 8," whose loathsome decaying senile egomaniacal dictator Ferris F. Fremont was inspired by a Nixon that never left.

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Astonishing! Let's see if they keep that headline!