#Bio Menace

[everygameover]

Bio Menace 1993 - DOS

[alastaircraig]

Absolutely wild.

Really puts it in perspective.

This is what the US electoral map would look like if it were the title screen to the 1993 side-scrolling PC game “Bio Menace”.

[doom-nerdo-666]

Was thinking about this because of BJ's belt here.

An unused painting by Ken Rieger, the cover artist for Commander Keen and Wolfenstein 3D. This was meant for an Apogee catalog. Found in George Broussard’s closet. (Source)

[husk-says-no]

Can I get toasted from the mighty husk :3

Toasted? You mean roasted, right?

Alright, fine.

Lookin’ at your blog, you’re a non-binary piece of bread with knife energy and a business plan involving $5 war crimes—what the hell do you want from me? A standing ovation? Therapy? A snack? ‘Cause honestly I think all three are on the table.

You got a KFC-eating chaos creature as your banner, your bio reads like a federal watchlist application, and I’d bet cold cash you haven’t known peace since 2017.

Also? 'Scream at the phrog?' What in the LSD-fueled Dr. Seuss hell is that? I’m not screamin’ at the frog, I’m backing away slowly while lookin’ for an exit.

You’re not just unhinged. You ripped the door off the hinges, used it as a sled, and now you’re careening down Mt. Tumblr at 3AM cackling about fictional men and mental illness.

In short? You’re a delightfully unholy mess. Stay toxic, knife-gremlin.

[mercilessflowchart]

Realizing it's been a second since I've posted art sooooooo have a lil Connor n Ralph

[monkiinart]

new fandom new bios just dropped he's an actual dealer of medicinal herbs in this one. finally

[grymm-gardens]

i just think she's neat :)

[aseuki]

Tosses my contribution to the @kirbyoc-secretsanta on my main now that it's finally up hi hello here's my gift for @rhythmroute! Cerise Knight is SO pretty and they were an absolute delight to draw!

[mxgalodon]

congration megalonald donald

you are now a shark man

a shark that can breathe air with arms and legs

FUCK YEAH IM A FUCKING SHARK NOW

[crunchity-munchity]

My stepdad is so fucking lucky I have self control

[byanyan]

ㅤone would think that on halloween of all nights, byan would be dressed fabulously, taking advantage of being able to dress up — perhaps as one of their favourite magical girls — without having to deal with any odd looks from strangers for once. instead, living contradiction that they are, they're dressed very inconspicuously — they've donned a simple large black hoodie, black streetwear pants, and their most basic pair of combat boots. a spooky mask sits perched atop their forehead, ready to be pulled down to conceal their identity on a moment's notice. the only remarkable piece of their outfit, their trademark pink backpack, sits opened before them as they shove a selection of items inside: a few cartons of eggs they've left intentionally unrefrigerated for the last two weeks, several cans of both spray paint and silly string, a bag full of nothing but bright and sparkly glitter, a handful of cheap firecrackers, and as many rolls of toilet paper as they can possibly fit in whatever space remains.

it would seem that rather than a night of treats or parties like most their age have surely been looking forward to, byan has a night of nasty little tricks ahead of them. perhaps even some more dubious tricks than most other teen troublemakers, if the bottle of kerosene they slip into the front pocket of their bag and the lighter which then finds one of their pockets are of any indication. happy halloween, nerds.

[immobiliter]

As she greeted others with a smile, she spent any time socializing secretly carving out an image in her heart of the problems she faced with each person. However, the problems within the Alchemy Commission were not created overnight, nor would they be solved as quickly. Be it the fake platitudes of the Preceptors, the constant smoke and mirrors of the Alchemy Commission healers or conflicts with other departments, her worries were endless. She would have to use huge quantities of incense in order to keep her mind steady. "Don't get mad, don't be hasty, if I get sick then who'll replace me…" She would smile through gritted teeth as she read through reports that made her despair and massaged her temples for comfort.

woman who needs a break, quite honestly

[heartsbreaking-migrated]

vasilissa could admire the kind of killer that cato was. it wasn't her style. she was quiet and deadly, and that had always worked for her. it still worked for her. brute strength could be just as useful though, and he proved that. she'd been given access to his academy scores, and his scores from tribute training. and now, well, she saw further potential. she'd gone out of her way to find a time when he was alone, because she didn't intend to lie to him about her identity like she did with most people. she bided her time, not wanting to put him on edge. part of her had wanted to toy with him, to follow him for as long as she could before he realized, but even for her that was cruel, especially when she wanted someone on her side.

she'd never been in two, and she knew the longer she spent out in the open the more attention she'd draw. she didn't want just anyone's attention, she wanted his. she settled on finding him in his home, knocking sharply on the door and waiting. she stood on the stoop, the strange feeling of missing her own district washing over her. four was much different, but she hadn't been home since her games. she didn't see anything familiar and yet... she straightened, pushing away the thoughts of four and of the sea she forced herself not to miss. she had business here.

STARTER CALL | starter for @lazaruhs / cato orestes *

[bladewandered]

@oflordcmdr (calen)

festivities  were  zephyr's  favorite  way  to  spend  his  days.  he  could  drink  &  enjoy  himself  every  day,  but  it  felt  different  when  there  was  a  deeper  meaning  to  it.  like  a  coronation.  he'd  been  to  vissai  before,  he'd  been  pretty  much  everywhere  in  the  realm,  but  vissai  wasn't  his  favorite  kingdom  to  be  in,  but  also  not  the  worst.  usually,  he'd  be  on  the  prowl  by  this  time,  looking  for  a  target  -  either  someone  to  spend  the  night  with  or  someone  to  recruit,  someone  of  weak  mind  who  could  be  swayed  easily,  or  both;  an  idiot  to  spend  the  night  with,  but  not  this  time.  he  wasn't  alone  &  he  wasn't  here  to  recruit  for  the  watch.  not  this  time.  his  company  was  ...stubborn,  but  that  never  stopped  zeph  before.

the  tavern  hummed  with  life,  a  warm  glow  cast  by  lanterns  flickering  against  the  polished  wood.  music  played  in  the  background—something  lively,  something  inviting—and  zephyr  lounged  at  the  bar  with  a  lazy  grin,  his  fingers  idly  tracing  the  rim  of  his  cup.  he  swirled  the  dark  amber  liquid  before  taking  a  slow  sip,  letting  his  gaze  flick  to  calen,  who  stood  near  the  entrance  with  his  usual  composed  stance,  looking  as  if  he  belonged  more  in  a  war  room  than  a  place  of  revelry.

zephyr  tilted  his  head,  a  playful  glint  in  his  eyes  as  he  leaned  just  a  little  closer.  "come  now,  commander,"  he  purred,  voice  smooth  as  honey, little pout on his lips,   "don’t  tell  me  you’re  going  to  leave  me  all  alone  with  a  full  cup  and  no  one  to  toast  with.  what  kind  of  gentleman  does  that?"  he  sighed  dramatically,  fingers  drumming  against  the  mug.  "it’s  a  tragic  sight—me,  sitting  here,  waiting  for  good  company.  you  wouldn’t  be  so  cruel,  would  you?"  he  arched  a  brow,  watching  for  a  flicker  of  hesitation  in  calen’s  stern  features,  already  tasting  his  victory.

[ladyluckless]

congrats on the cat and the (presumably) not guilty verdict!

thanks! i have no idea what to do with either of these

[menacetosocietyy]

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