dash checked head hurts so much I feel sick and it’s the guts and glory jambouree up in pleasant valley fuck this I’d better feel better in the morning…
Showdown at da club: Part 2
When we last left the Goths they were being harassed into dramatic fainting by Postpunker, who had lost utterly lost his sense of humour. We rejoin them at the patio outside The Club where Postpunker is still rampaging, while Batcave has run inside for help.
Postpunker: Who else can I destroy? You! Rivethead! A Nine Inch Nails shirt, really?
Rivethead: Nothing is wrong with Nine Inch Nails. Trent Reznor is a genius, and you KNOW I listen to a lot more than just the one band on my shirt.
Postpunker: Ha ha! But you see, my wannabe-purist, Nine Inch Nails is NOT industrial! More like Industrial-influenced ALTERNATIVE ROCK! Buahaha! Let's look at the patches on your jacket, shall we? Oh, Rammstein? I liked it the first time when it had more irony and artistic merit and was called LAIBACH! Have you even HEARD of Throbbing Gristle?! Why don't you just go Listen to Lincoln Park!
Rivethead: Eh... no way... blaaahhhh-fuckyouall-eghk! /faints/
Perky: Oh my sparkles! I think it just you and me, Cyber.
Cyber: Get behind me, Perky I think I can take him.
Postpunker: Oh, no no no. I do love your noble gesture- a sweet note to go out on- but I'm saving YOU for last. I can hardly wait! I'll go through every Goth in this place until NO ONE has ANY fun ANY more! Mua ha ha! Now, you! Merry Sunshine in the Emily Autumn shirt-
Batcave: Caw! Caw! Caw!
Postpunker: Get out of here, Batcave. I don't want to destroy you too.
Batcave: Ah Ah ahah-oh-ahah! Hiss!
Postpunker: What? Who have your brought with you? No matter. No one could possibly know more about music than me!
ThePersonWhoKnowsMoreAboutMusic: Except me!
Postpunker: My dead god! Who are you?! Some enchantress?
Cyber: Of course! Why didn't I think of it! She's **the DJ**!
Perky: Oooooooooo, **The DJ**!
TheDJ: Yes, it is I, come out to stop his bitchery-run-amok, and to take my smoke break. Does anyone have a light, btw?
Cyber: Yes! Take them all! Huh huhhuh. You're cool.
TheDJ: Um, thanks. Look, Ian, I'm even older than you. I know it's hard to see things change. It's easy to hate the teenagers who took your scene over because - they're teenagers. A lot of them are probably doing things "wrong" because it's a phase they're going through. That's part of growing up, and you did it too. Other kids are pushing things in new creative directions, and some of those kids will stay in the scene, and if you actually get to know them, they can remind you how much fun and love YOU used to have in your heart. It's fine to complain, as long as you have a sense of humour about the scene, and yourself.
Postpunker: No. It's too late for me. I have to finish what I started. I'm too far gone for you to stop me.
TheDJ: So be it. Ian, CBGB's is closed, Johnny Rotten, and Iggy Pop have done commercials for butter and insurance respectively, David Byrne sang with Homer Simpson, and Andrew Eldritch hates you. Like YOU, personally.
Andrew Eldritch: I can't believe you love This Corrosion, it's soooo over played. Why not just listen to Evanescence? Please kill yourself, for both our sakes.
Postpunker: Oh, my tiny heart! Curse you, Eld-wretch! You win. I'm done for! I'll just go jump off the roof now.
TheDJ: No, no. Here- take this gift from me and I think you'll find your broken heart nicely mended, my child. Now quit fucking around and get off the floor guys. It's closing time. ::lights turn on::
Postpunker: What is this? Oh... I... I can't believe it. Oh, thank you.
Eldergoth: We're suddenly miraculously revived! Who was that goddess?
Perky: It was **The DJ**!
All: Oooooo, **The DJ**!
Bouncer: Seriously y'all got to get the fuck out of here.
Eldergoth: /standing up with others/ You feel better, Ian?
Postpunker: Yeah, completely. I'm sorry I was such a dick. It's all over now, I promise.
Eldergoth: What did she give you that fixed everything? A drug, a spell, money, vampire blood?
Victorian: What? Where?!
Postpunker: No. Look. It's a mix tape. A real mix tape. Just for me. It has all my favourite songs; the track list is handwritten on the back. She titled it, "Just turn on with me, and you're not alone."
Eldergoth: Aww, mixtape!
Bouncer: Yeah, aw. NOW GET OUT OR I'M CALLING THE COPS!
Update: 11 year old trans girl lost appeal →
ihavethisknife: msamberhazard: msamberhazard: tal9000: transawareness: The above article is an update. Her mother went to appeal to keep her out of the psychiatric ward and lost. She will be institutionalized because of her expression of her gender. She will be held until she conforms to male gender and then released to foster care, not her mother who was supporting her. Please, if...
I have just the worst headache right now. please nobody engage me in conversation, I’ll probably try to sleep after my dash is checked.
English: A dog
English: The dog
English: Two dogs
Swedish: En hund, hunden
Swedish: … hundar, hundarna
English: No, go away
Swedish: No one invited you
German: Der Hund
English: I said go away
German: Ein Hund, zwei Hunde
Swedish: Stop it
German: Den Hund, einen Hund, dem Hund, einem Hund, des Hundes, eines Hundes, den Hunden, der Hunden
Finnish: Koira, koiran, koiraa, koiran again, koirassa, koirasta, koiraan, koiralla, koiralta, koiralle, koirana, koiraksi, koiratta, koirineen, koirin
Finnish: And now the plural forms
It will be my loki figurine’s delivery timeslot in ten minutes. let the waiting begin.
miaveee asked: lol when you are the first word mentioned in my Tumblr cloud. AMY, YOU ARE MY WORLD!
i miss the generations when a guy had to ask a girl out by asking her parents, where a girl could just be beautiful in a tshirt, where bubonic plagues decimated villages across europe and left a third of the population dead. reblog if u agree
Okay, kids, I'm pushing off.
dimlylitclown: See y’all on the flip side, muchacho’s and chiquita’s. And Boss-man ;) See you soon, cara mia~
[[MORE]]It’s odd when a muse you haven’t properly written for in ages wakes up and gets angry because anothers isn’t behaving how they would. Stop being such a fucking diva and get over it. it was you that pulled out in the first place and left it for someone else to pick up.
the spartan high school musical song from horrible histories counts as revison ok
iwritesinsnotfanfiction: the heat of my computer evens out the coldness of my heart
kittymorguemunster asked: I love the way u draw pavi!!! Specially the last one with tiny pavi, agjklhfs!!
*rolls around in nest, flattening down the grass and brushing aside the bones of my prey before curling up and slumbering until I need to hunt again* Goodnight~
robosexualginger: “i am so ready for the zombie apocalypse, bring it zombies” says the middle-class white girl who never exercises, owns no weapons, and lives in a heavily populated area
[[MORE]]Do you ever get a comment on DA that makes little to no sense and feels vaguely insulting although it probably isn’t? “pavi: i’d give em a 3 out of ten + blood: okay 6 out of ten” O…okay? Thank… you?
I’m banning myself from singing along to Blind Guardian.
A person who doesn't have tumblr showing me...
Me: I saw that already
Reblog if you're bored and want random anons.
spaceodyssey23: lookatmydashingscarf: Ha. They think I’ll get more than one. NO I WANT YOUR IMMORTAL SOUL >:O