Multiplayer in Luigi’s Mansion: Dark Moon is really distressing to me because there’s literally a Green Luigi in it. He’s even more lowly than the real Luigi so he has to be Green Luigi. And then there are his even more lowly brothers, Pink Green Luigi, Yellow Green Luigi and Bluigi, all forced to a lifetime of climbing an endless tower hunting ghosts, mumbling a meek “hello” to a brother who isn’t there. I’m going to cry
Dinner.. has changed… Scorned high-ranking officers that call the shots hold the keys to the pantry, and by proxy, a fortress’s hungry stomach.
…The dining room can’t wait for a hero. Acting against the patriotic will of this skull-nation’s second in command will stain me— like a saucy meatball fallen off of the plate, splattering the white slacks of the peoples’ understanding of what constitutes as righteous action…
… In this kitchen, there is no longer room for heroes… I am no longer a hero… in this kitchen.. I am…
i wish boobs were like an accessory instead of something permanently attached to you like you could say “wow this dress would look really good with these boobs” and “i feel like wearing boobs today” or “not really digging boobs so i’m not gonna put them on” and “boobs just aren’t my thing”
THAT WOULD SOLVE LIKE 6 OF MY PROBLEMS OMFG
Am I the only one who was thinking of Second Life when reading this?
I am into A LOT of things, though Pokemon is number 1 in my heart. This blog is a personal blog, so there WILL be venting and the such. I still reblog things I like and things I find funny, regardless. :3