Just post whatever comes to mind.
Please refrain from excess venting in this thread. Talking about negative emotions is fine but it's best not to dwell on them for too long. TV Tropes is not suited to deal with mental health situations.
If Oscar Wilde had lived in our time, he would be a /b/tard.
Actually, scratch that. He does, and goes by Jethro Q Walrustitty.
Edited by GastonRabbit on Nov 11th 2022 at 8:59:26 AM
(it's not actually about x-men, it's about psykers or whatever they're called)
[1] This facsimile operated in part by synAC.^^^ It's the Have You Tried Not Being a Monster? trope. Mutant = Gay.
edited 18th Oct '10 8:58:06 PM by yarrunmace
you'll then have a grave in the clouds where you won't lie too cramped/reads Other Wiki
Ah, never mind, your post satisfactorily answered my question before I was aware of its existence.
edited 18th Oct '10 8:58:45 PM by Aoede
All right, now my brain is jumping through tremendous hoops to get me from expressing how I feel to someone. Apparently, it will spontaneously feel better as an excuse not to take care of myself, and at no other time. Truly pitiful. WTF brain.
whoever wrote this shit needs to step on a rake in a comedic fashionCharlatan waited. The monitor in front of him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were shitposts in the forum. He didn’t see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Fast Eddie were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
Charlatan was a troper for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the computers and he said to dad “I want to be on the internets daddy.”
Dad said “No! You will BE KILL BY SHITPOSTS” There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the internet forum of the TV Tropes he knew there were shitposts.
“This is Eddie” the radio crackered. “You must fight the shitposters!” So Charlatan gotted his keyboard and made angry posts. “HE GOING TO FLAMES US” said the trolls
“I will flame at him” said the trolls and he fired the inflamatory retoric. Charlatan AHDFBHIFBIBEBHBHBHRBHBHIR at him and tried to shut him up. But then the banhammer fell and they were trapped and not able to post.
“No! I must flame the trolls” he shouted The radio said “No, Charlatan. You are the trolls”
And then Charlatan was a shitposter.
@Cliche: Yeah, that's why I picked the avatar. Perhaps a B-movie set in an alternate reality where being bald gives you the power to feel the cosmos. Or so I can gather from the image alone. I don't know the origin.
edited 18th Oct '10 9:14:12 PM by Space Travel
whoever wrote this shit needs to step on a rake in a comedic fashionAll I know is that it's deliciously campy.
Unrelated, is it possible to train oneself to sing a soprano (relatively high pitched, usually the melody) or at least alto voice when your default is tenor (standard male voice)?
^"and then Glowsquid was a snowclone."
edited 18th Oct '10 9:17:33 PM by Cliche
Cliche: You are male, right? Because if you are, tenor is the male equivalent of soprano range and singing melody on pieces written for women would just require a bit of transposing. If you want to be a countertenor, then... good luck because you'll need to 1) find a phenomenal teacher and 2) have the capacity to stretch your range that far.
edited 18th Oct '10 9:36:39 PM by Leradny

Simple is relative.
dysfunctional human artistry