Ha ha ha!
"It's nice to finally put a face to the name. You are much shorter in real life."
"Who is this? Who's this now? Are you the bellhop?"
"Haha! No! I am the host of the hotel. You might have heard of me from my radio broadcast."
"Hmm...nope! I guess that's why Charlie called it the 'Hazbin' Hotel! Hahaha."
"Ha ha ha. It was actually my idea."
"Ha ha ha! Well it's not very clever!"
"Ha ha, fuck you."
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thinking abt stacker pentecost feeling his drift partner die in his mind and then somehow, somehow carrying on, standing alone when no one had ever done that before, burning as the radiation threatened to consume his mind and body. thinking about pentecost winning that impossible fight and stumbling out of the corpse of his jaeger - skin smoking and body screaming and mind gaping from the loss of his partner, looking out at a battlefield of gray and blood and emptiness, of death and metal and alien flesh and then out from it all stepping a little girl, just a tiny girl clutching her shoe like her bleeding heart in her hand, staring up at him with an awe that strikes him deeper than the radiation ever could. she smiles at him like he is the sun, like he is her messiah, and in that moment, he feels his breath start in his chest again. through her he remembers what he is doing this for, who he is suffering for. through her he finds the beauty of humanity, the goodness in every person he is fighting to protect. he goes down to her, his mind and body burning, and he carries her home. she carries her shoe, and he carries her. both of them hold their hearts in their hands.
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I wanted to try some processes I watched on some artists' reels over at the Insta, and practice designing and coloring manmade/artifiical environments for future projects in particular.
Deep winter also always makes me moody and nostalgic, and I start looking back. I know this is just a consequence of time and technology, but I don't have any of my old Tron art files saved on my laptop. It's so strange considering how much of an impact Tron Legacy and the fandom has had on my life on and off-line. I listened to the ficmix I made for that old fic of mine the other day, and man, I felt so unwell and unhinged. That movie, that OST, that fandom, that fic, that ship, still has such a stranglehold on me years after the fact.
Anyway, if you haven't done so already, go give this beautifully made extended Daft Punk music video a watch.
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i love how in the pilot episode they put kirk in these really like normal slacks. right.
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…and they stuck spock in fucking??? tights???? MR SPOCK? those CANNOT be regulation.
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