Making her cry.
Jewlz: I'm proud of you. But still hate you for that. -_-"
Kevin: Didn't we say we were gonna make her cry? Challenge completed.
Jewlz: YOU FREAKING BASTARD! THAT'S SO MEAN! *punches*
Kevin: True, well... No one said how we were planning to make her cry.
Freedom is what you do with what’s been done to you.– Jean-Paul Satre.
To think that people actually miss me. :’)
We’re already dead.– Rocket. Suckerpunch.
Don't you forget about me.
*Driving home from the studio*
Kevin: Don't you forget about me?
Gino: I won't forget about you.
Kevin: ... Ok, that was just incredibly awkward. I know you won't... But man oh man is that awkward.
*Queue childish giggling for the next 5 minutes. -_-"*
What if the bad guys are the actual good guys and the good guys are the actual bad guys? What if I don’t say anything for months without any written reason or declaration but I show up anyway to bid a last farewell. In the rain no less. I’ve embraced this idea far too easily. Or what if there are no sides to choose. Merely ideas. What if for the first time in a long while,...
When you told me, you didn’t need me anymore. Well you know I nearly fell...– Oh! Darling. The Beatles. (It’s really difficult to sing.)
I see alone we stand, together we fall apart. Yeah I think I’ll be...– Someday. The Strokes.
For costume parties that I may or may not be invited to. Cloaks that can be one of several things: The Grim Reaper (Requires Mask and Scythe). Anakin Skywalker. Plo Koon. Or some other very very very masked individual. Maybe Spawn. Need to fabricate items. Soon… Ish.
The Chaser's Letter to The Queen.
Dear Australian Head of State, We would like to place ourselves at your mercy and request a stay of execution for our television program, The Chaser’s Royal Wedding Commentary. We, like Kate, are commoners, and were looking forward to celebrating her wedding to your exalted grandson with a few affectionate observations. To ensure that our coverage was respectful, we were only planning...
Yeah, the night’s not over you’re not trying hard enough!– Reptilia. The Strokes.
I’m tired of being alone, so hurry up and get here…– Love Song For No One. John Mayer.
As much as cityrail can be a tad on the unreliable side… I actually missed it :)
My name’s Michelle, but you can call me… Tonight. ;)– Classic Mitche. xD
As much as it ain’t winter yet. I’m really digging wearing my coat out when I can. Sure it’s not super long, but it’s comfortable and warm. Plus there’s always three pens in the top left pocket. I dunno, I just feel… Better when I wear it.
But you’ll never get my love, we can only fight in the sand.– Gratisfaction. The Strokes.
ExoSkeletons, Wall-E, Eva?
Corey: I just want a power armor kind of thing for your arm so you can wield high calibre weapons in the one arm.
Gino: But then the body won't be able to take the recoil, and if you make a full body one we'll all turn out like Wall-E.
Kev: But you can't have Wall-E without Eva... Wait.
Gino: You totally walked into that one on your own.
Kev: SHUT UP!
Corey: Wait what? Who's Eva?
Gino & Kev: Nothing. XD
Cause if you close your eyes and listen close, you can hear the chapter close...– I Don’t Need A Soul. Relient K.
Yeah, sorry dudes for reblobbing a storm. I just got back from holidays and I kinda missed tumblr.
Corey: Hey Kevin, why don't you put on some Alpine?
Kevin: Why? So you can just call me a hipster again? xD
Corey: No, I actually just wanna hear em.
Greg: What's so great about them?
Kevin: One of their vocalists has a pixie cut.
Greg: NO WAY.
Even the most "Complete" people are tortured by...
mokkiko asked: still cant get over the mayor entering in suckerpunch XD
HE GOT SWAG
HE GOT SWAG
Playing the original Parasite Eve.
These are the opening lines.
Son: Please father! Give me permission to marry Eva!
Father: No! Do you know not know?! Those who succumb to her beauty all die in horrible ways!
Me and my thoughts: Well this is awkward.
I don’t want to give it to you your way. I don’t wanna know.– Under Control. The Strokes.