I just needed some place to babble incoherently about video games while I wither away waiting for Half Life 3. I especially reblog/doodle/babble about Bioware games a lot. I occasionally reblog feminist stuff, so if that kind of stuff pisses you off for some reason, kindly take yourself elsewhere. Also, dumb doodles/comics from games, life, shows, and original stuff ahoy.
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>However, Vaults exist
WELL NO SHIT VAULTS EXIST WHAT KIND OF SETTING DO YOU THINK THIS IS
OH MY GD HOH MY GO DHOMY GOD
asuiydgasujdnk /SCREAMING
NOT UNTIL 2015
NOOOOOOOOOOO
(via rprambles)
(via fuckyeah-masseffect)
this fucking cat i stg
Reblog if you’re thankful for your followers.
(via thessalian)
With Father’s day fast approaching, I would like to send a shout out to the people typically ignored on days like this:
- To the people with abusive fathers
- To the people absentee fathers
- To the people who don’t know their fathers
- To the people who cut…
*punches hole through casket* i forgot to clear my history
(via rotationalvelocidensity)
theubergrump asked: oh gosh hello I love your comics
Are you trying to give me heart palpitations?
-FLOPS ALL OVER FLOOR-
WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THERE’S A NEW INFAMOUS I JUSST SCREECHED AT MY COMPUTEROMGONG HDKGJETLVHZ
OH MY GOD APPARENTLY TAKING AN ARROW TO THE KNEE WAS AN OLD NORDIC SLANG FOR GETTING MARRIED
I THOUGHT THAT ALL THOSE GUYS IN SKYRIM HAD LITERALLY BEEN SHOT IN THEIR KNEES WITH ARROWS BUT I GUESS NOT
And at that moment, the foundation of that entire meme became something like this:
THAT EXPLAINS WHY MEN GO DOWN ON ONE KNEE WHEN THEY PROPOSE
OH MY GOD
…OH
(via madamsabotage)
tonight it looks like the half-life fandom will reunite
how are you guys should i pour drinks
it gets harder at E3 because some part of you hopes anyways
and the truth comes out
I like how the half life fandom lies dormant for so long and then something happens because for some godawful reason, we still seem to believe there is hope for us somewhere out there.
I’ll just be under my desk. Shoveling frosting in my mouth and crying silently.
Don’t mind me.
(via caffeinatedobsession)
