“And what of our promise?” Aranosse replied, narrowing his eyes.
The Emperor looked at him, momentarily pausing with his usual expression of contemplation. The same forehead wrinkling, furrowing, faux-pensive look that he made right before taking Bilancia’s sight from her.
“I’m afraid there’s no saving her eyesight,” he replied. “You had taken her away before I could give you the shards of bone that dislodged with the swipe of the sword.”
“Your sword,” Aranosse corrected.
There was a moment of silence, the empty throne room failing to catch anything aside from the clink of the older man’s metallic fingertips. This was a new noise, a clamber that rhythmically matched the swing of the many clocks in his bedroom. All synced.
Aranosse because to feel woozy, but he stood firm. “Call it what it was, Ferrick. It was your sword, attached to your hand, decided by your mind.”
“You’d be wise not to make a fool of yourself, chimera,” the Emperor replied. He looked over the looking glass. “You can go, you’ve served your purpose.”
“My… my purpose?” Jareth said. His lip curled in his telltale irritation. “My purpose?!”
“You can’t serve me any longer.” As the Emperor waived his arm, the blue eyes of his controlled army glinted in the wings. As they approached Jareth in uniform beat, his grin twisted and curled like smoke. “So if you choose not to leave, I’ll force you to leave in another way.”
A crackle broke the Emperor from his thoughts, and as he turned to see the artifact in his hand he was met with an ominous sight. The crystalline center of the circle fractured as the gold frame wrestled its way from his fingers and dropped to the floor, rolling to the foot of the young advisor.
Jareth smiled and picked up the sliver of metal with his left hand. It melted in his grasp and climbed like a nimble slug over his shoulders to join with the rest of his arm. “And that is why you can’t take the artifact from me. It’s a Ragamic Artifact, after all— if it doesn’t want to bond with you, it’ll let you know immediately.”
The crystalline glad shattered and clinked to the floor as the Emperor scowled. He watched as the advisor’s golden arm morphed to take the shape of a scythe, as his eyes burned with a crazed hunger for blood he’d only seen from a specter of the past. Ferrick, for the first time in years, knew the face of Death.
i love the just start skeleton post but every time i go to reblog it i see the comment referring to it as more positive than the just walk out skeleton post and i can’t. i can’t do it. just walk out skeleton post has been a source of tremendous liberation in my life. both skeleton posts are necessary. we live in a two skeleton world. many skeletons, even. can you tell i’m avoiding doing work
[video: gianni matragrano, cosplaying as columbo, walks up to a kitchen counter and says: “hi there. uh,” (loud fumbling for his wallet, opening it to show an id) “lieutenant columbo, LAPD, homicide department.”
he puts his wallet back. someone uses twitch points to overlay someone throwing a pipebomb onto the screen. gianni says, trying to contain a laugh, “pipebomb.” the pipebomb explodes. cheering erupts. end alt text.]
CONGRATULATIONS TO @space-is-the-place2 FOR TAKING HOME THE WIN WITH BIG BOY ALERT! THE VOTES WERE CLOSE, BUT TWITTER HELPED EDGE THE WIN FOR BIG BOY ALERT! THANKS SO MUCH TO ALL PARTICIPANTS FOR YOUR AMAZING BANNERS! SHOW ALL THE ARTISTS SOME LOVE!
This looks like a fucking parody post, or an edgy edit, but it’s 100% official real Flintstones.
Clarification: I don’t hate this book, I love it, it’s amazing. It’s just that taking a step back and looking it out of context is still really funny. Especially the line “We participated in a genocide, Barney.”
ok but imagine them in their cartoon forms saying this dialogue i’m
can we have some context to this, perhaps?
Bedrock is having a mayoral election. One of the candidates is a violent war mongering asshole that riles people up against the lizard people. This reminds Fred and Barney of their time in the army.
Back then the father of said violent candidate was riling people up against the “tree people”. Fred, Barney, and other soldiers fought what they believed to be a defensive measure against the tree people. Turns out, it was actually an invasion, in order to kill off the tree people and take over their forest to build Bedrock.
That’s what Fred means when he says he and Barney participated in a genocide. They literally did.
(Extra fun fact, Barney adopted a tree person baby after the war, and his son Bamm-Bamm is the last tree person.)
hey netizens! i’m not sure how many people are aware, but youtube’s been slowly rolling out a new anti-adblock policy that can’t be bypassed with the usual software like uBlock Origin and Pi-Hole out of the gate
BUT, if you’re a uBlock Origin user (or use an adblocker with a similar cosmetics modifier), you can add these commands in the uBlock dashboard to get rid of it!
reblog to help keep the internet less annoying and to tell corporations that try shit like this to go fuck themselves <3
Where do I copy-paste these to? “My filters”? “My Rules”?
‘my filters’! if you look closely you’ll notice the format is different between the two pages. the (website)(##)(additional text) format goes in filters
