The Power of Error!
Titan! What a name for a moon, the jewel of Saturn, boundless scientific value, the works!
Bureaucracy! The most horrifying eldritch abomination Humanity has ever birthed. It is all pervasive, unavoidable, unfathomable, unkillable. A singular stroke on a piece of parchment (it's all digital these days, but hush now, dramatic words) can decide the fate of all.
Captain Knoslark, the head of the Warp Gate project and general overseer of the Dyson Ring construction efforts, was not enthused with paperwork. Unless it was a character sheet or notes for his drama plays. Get in, get out, minimal effort so he can go back to running four hundred million terawatts between two closely located quantum entangled particles. Why not, maybe he can turn string theory into string fact!
One day, after yet another report about the construction efforts, the captain was visited by Vice Admiral Krastina, one of the primary officers in charge of patrolling the inner Sol system and also managing the assistance with any nearby construction efforts.
"Captain Knoslark, a word."
He didn't like to have "words" with people like her. That always meant something bothersome, like responsibility.
"These are the materials requisition forms you signed off on, yes?"
He didn't know. Probably? Whenever someone asks a question like that, they already know the answer, and that means it's bad news. Could she just not do that? We can skip this.
"We will not be skipping this, Captain."
Witchcraft!
Well okay, the captain was notoriously bad at any social deduction games as he could not lie or pretend to save his life, except when he's explicitly roleplaying. If he weren't an actual captain, he could pull this off, but he is, so he can't.
"Care to comment on what happened to Titan?"
As a matter of fact, Captain Knoslark didn't care to answer that, mainly because he didn't know, but the Vice Admiral seemed to want something, so he brainstormed and came up with a brilliant plan.
"Right, can we instead do a thing where I say "Smokebomb!" and I leave and this conversation ends? Because I do not have an answer to that and this is incredibly awkward. I think we can pull this off. Okay, ready?
Smokebomb!"
The Vice Admiral maintained a steely gaze on him, narrowing her eyes just a tad with each passing second as Knoslark slowly crouch-walked backwards for the door, also maintaining perfect eye contact with her.
With an unchanging expression of expectation throughout, the good captain leaves the room after a solid minute.
Krastina shakes her head, she also doesn't want to deal with explaining to the government and even less so to the populace why Titan was unceremoniously broken apart and used up to further the construction of the Dyson Ring. To be fair, it has sped up the process tremendously.
Still. Damn. How did he misspell Thyone so badly? Nobody cares about that random moon. Of Jupiter, no less.
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This whole thing exists because I wanted to use the joke of smokebombing out of a conversation by just saying the word. Heard it on a podcast a few years back and just suddenly recalled it. Titan in this verse is gone now all because of something dumb like that. I will not apologize.
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[context: roier plays Mario Wonder and his character Luigi looks drugged]
Roier: literally qroier eh?
CAN THIS MAN SHUT UP?
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Funny story
Or maybe not funny-
Anyway ":D
I bought a wig to make an Aurora cosplay
But when I tried it on I became a knight of dawn-
"You were supposed to fight with evil, not join them"--- :_)
no matter how much I hated him, I became him
What a pity
Help me-
this helmet is killing me the last time I wore it was when I was 12 I think
Crying
Oops poor Malleus
oh no there are too many Malleus to fight
Dead.
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Source: https://www.rollingstone.com/politics/politics-news/henry-kissinger-war-criminal-dead-1234804748/
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I don’t care how cringe this is it’s funny.
I was having a normal conversation
Funny right? I laughed at this. Then I brought up fidget toys in a dumb way.
RODIMUS SIMPS!???!????
EXPLAIN YOUR MAN.
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Lance bored on the bridge bugging Keith for fun.
Lance: you're just like your father.
Keith: I wish
lance interested: oh, what's he like?
Keith with a blank face: Dead.
Pige and Shiro gasping for are through laughter, Hunk and Alora worried, Lance nervous Laughing, and Coran confused with no idea what was said.
Keith: :-/
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just found out theres a twt fandom that talk about nixon and kissinger like hamilton girls talked about the fandom father. they ship them and are very distraught about henry kissinger dying (even though he committed crimes against humanity and everything)
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Twitter is straight up unusable trash now. Every reply to every viral tweet has paid bluechecks content farming with comments unrelated to the tweet, OnlyFans girls promoting their accounts and cringey Cryptobros promoting their latest pump and dump scam.
Elon ruined the app. It used to be so good. Now the shit is so trash. Seriously. Fuck Elon Musk, Tesla, and SpaceX.
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