Roach definitely has a tiktok where he literally just shitposts but it is super fucking popular for no reason. Because of the really spotty internet he has basically all of the time, he doesn't really interact with any of his fans, but there was once like five months where he didnt post and people started cancelling him for "propaganda".
It had all pretty much calmed down by the time he even realised it was happening, but in response he posted a video of Gaz and Soap, both high on pain meds laying in beds next to each other meowing at each other because they both think the other is a real cat (for some reason). He just slowly pans it to Ghost, who is sitting deadly still, eyes balnkly staring at a wall. He looks tormented. He switches the camera to his own face and pulls the polite-awkward-british-smile and just nods.
It's got clown music playing in the background, and the caption with absolutely no hashtags is just "Honestly thought my account was the definition of 'anti propoganda' but ok (i am in hell (please save me (this is a joke (for legal reasons (god bless the queen)))))
Almost every single comment is ; "It's a king now actually"
He then posts a video of him and the guys all saluting to a picture of Trisha Paytas. No caption at all. No hashtags.
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John: We don't need gravity... What if gravity was never invented?
Yoko: Invented by who?
John: Sir Isaac Newton😌
Yoko: Isaac Newton created gravity?
John: We just don't need it 💅
Yoko: What do you mean by that?
John: If that's all we know nobody would know any different 🤔
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OMG UR DND CHARACTER IM LOVE
plsplspls say more about her i am so interested and she looks so funky
aha thank you! lish is my character for my friend’s homebrew d&d campaign, the dawn of solaire. messy sketch + lore dump below the cut:
lish goes by “lish” because it’s easier to say “my name is lish like fish,” than it is to say “i’m lorelai melara ishalath of house malagath.” she’s a triton noblewoman from the underwater empire of tyria.
she’s an only child who wanted for very little growing up except affection and attention. she’d always dreamed of being a trophy wife, but became infatuated with bards when she visited the surface as a child with her father and saw how they commanded the room when they performed and were showered with applause.
lish learned the bardic arts as a hobby, but as a tyrian noblewoman, her main priority was securing a husband of equal or higher status. when lish was around fifteen years old, she became deeply infatuated with a twenty year old nobleman, zahras malagath. he had little interest in her, but saw the value in marrying her as a status symbol, so he married her when she came of age.
their marriage is not a good one (to say the least) and also very one-sided. lish’s feelings of love are not reciprocated, and zahras is cold and controlling even by tyrian standards. lish is in complete denial about this, though.
things got worse between them, and lish, in typical lish fashion, she decided to run off to the surface, hoping to punish zahras with her absence, because what can be worse than that? she thinks he’ll come find her, tell her how much he needs her and misses her, and bring her home.
but it’s been months now, and she’s still waiting for that to happen. she hasn’t given up hope, though—but in the meantime, she has to find a way to support herself on the surface (the horror).
she joins up with a guild to make money and get her name out there, hoping that word will reach tyria about her activities and whereabouts on the surface, and someone, anyone will come for her.
(she also has a magical soulmate, beefs with her best friend’s triton girlfriend like they’re two betta fish in the same bowl, and is fighting an evil cult trying to bring stuff back from the dead. but uhhh that’s a whole other story.)
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They tried to hold a minute of silence for her death today in our school.
Our school.
Which is majority Asian and Arab.
Highlights include:
people refusing to stand and stalling the teacher the entire minute by going “MISS YOU’RE INDIAN MISS SIT DOWN” as she went around trying to get individual people to stand (honorable mention to the very few people who stood and went “IN HONOR OF (teachers name)” so that they weren’t actually standing for the queen).
Everyone refusing to call her the queen (Lizzie was a popular one here, along with a very scandalized “NOT FOR ELIZABETH??”)
Our teacher letting people drop every flavor of f bomb, and only telling them to behave AFTER the minute was over.
The girl who tried to get out of standing by going “Miss I hit legs yesterday”
Boys trying to drown out the obituary/announcement by doing the Arab whistle (I don’t know how else to refer to it, but it’s the one where you put your index and thumb in your mouth and go “LELELELLE” at the highest decibel known to man kind. It’s mad impressive)
The minute ending with my teacher instantly whipping out a diagram of a fungus and going “anyways.”
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The more I look in the mirror the more I realize I look like a fucked up version if neige 💀💀💀. Give neige some extra height and curly hair and THAT FUCKING ME AND I DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT IT I DONT LIKE NEIGE
Listen, listen confused. You do not look like Neige, Neige looks you. You are an icon, you are not fucked looking, and Neige WISHES he could be you.
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