I just remembered that when I was a kid I put serious thought into an idea for an edgy villainy themed department store, like as a genuine career goal I devised to be completely within the realm of possibility and if I remember correctly my idea included:
Satirical ads and signage just bragging about being a soulless corporation
Scary uniforms with optional helmets for employees
Only sinister music ever plays
Large, obvious security cameras with visible laser sights
Menacing but technically correct signage, like “corpse flesh” for meats
A pet section with only snakes, spiders, scorpions and piranhas
A moat outside with live alligators. Bass Pro fishing shops already actually do this so why not.
Overwhelmingly large horror dvd selection, all other genres condensed into a smaller section presented kinda like the weenie hut from spongebob
“Skeletons” as an entire department
Carnivorous plant nursery in the garden section
The store holds very frequent raffles and contests but the prize is always knives
My reasoning besides it being fun was that everyone was probably sick to death of businesses pretending to be wholesome and caring about you and people are also just bored in general so the spectacle itself might pay for the cost of its gimmicks and actually all the regular items would be as cheap as possible
Hate it when cis people ask unnecessary and invasive questions like "are your experiments ethical?" And "where is that screamimg coming from?"
How do I explain to the cops at my apartment complex that the reason my neighbors heard someone scream “homicide” “Arson” and “larceny” is because those are the names of the stray cats that stop by my apartment and an hour ago they were talkin shit
So, I made a bird feeder out of a milk carton (very easy, worth the google, will post instructions if wanted) and was hanging it up in Gotham Central Park. While filling it up with bird seed, I got approached by one arctic bird named crime lord. At first, I got a little worried, for obvious reasons, but then he asked me about it. And of course ADHD/Autism brain went “fuck yeah special interest time!” And I wound up sort of rambling about bird feeders made from recycled materials, native bird diets, and the birds themselves. When I realized that I had been rambling, I got HELLA embarrassed, as I usually get negative reactions for it. But he just? Started talking to me about birds? And at some point the fucking SCARECROW showed up, along with riddler? And we all just sat and talked about birds? And it was probably one of the BEST conversations I’ve ever had, because almost NOBODY EVER wants to talk or hear about my special interests, and it was just, fuckin amazing.
So I took some wallets.
Long story short, who wants authentic GCPD police badges and ID’S
Pretty sure I just saw Harley Quinn beat what MIGHT have been joker quite literally into the concrete with a chair, but it’s hard to make out a face under the blood
HELP, WHATS THE NAME OF THAT ONE SONG, I THINK IT’S IN RUSSIAN, AN ANIMATOR MADE AN ANIMATIONMEME WITH IT ABOUT AN OWL DUDE THATS THE GOD OF BURIAL, I CANT REMEMBER THE NAME OF THE SONG
Bro GCPD cops will just LEAVE THEIR FOOD IN THEIR CARS like do they have any idea how easy it is to pry the door open
Pumpkin pie is acceptable. But on god me and that man are gonna have words. Why can’t he use his power to overthrow corrupt politicians or somethin?
Hey, @gothamradiokid could you tell you grandpa to CHILL THE FUCK OUT. I got woken up, at three in the GOD DAMN MORNING because MY NEIGHBOR FUCKED UP, AND HE SENT SOMEONE TO DEAL WITH IT. Tell him to do that at midday or some shit, some of us are sheltering highly reactive new mama dogs, and need at least 30 minutes of sleep.
So I play lots of video games, and I ENJOY lots of video games. Here’s the problem.
I’m a shit shot. I cannot, for the LIFE of me, aim a virtual gun. Now I still have options. Games that don’t require guns, Minecraft and other creative games, etc.
but once in a while, I like to play games like TF2. But I don’t wanna drag my team down with my bad aim. So what do I do? Healers. I try to be a healer of the team. And can I just say, for someone who just threw a tantrum because the didn’t have the common sense to MOVE OUT THD WAY WHEN YOUR GETTING SHOT AT, y’all be talking mad shit to your healers. NEWS FLASH, we can let you die. We’re nog bound to heal you. We determine whether your dumb ass live or dies. Respect your fucking healers
I wanna know who the fuck told the GCPD my name was Bird Bitch
MY NAME IS CORVID