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those food cat memes always make me think of a kitten wearing a costume that his mommy made him

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those food cat memes always make me think of a kitten wearing a costume that his mommy made him

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those food cat memes always make me think of a kitten wearing a costume that his mommy made him

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The og 4 ✨

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Okay so I’m an elementary school art teacher right, and I have this really fun game I made a PowerPoint for to teach like, emotions and intent and looking at the whole picture to first grade.

The idea is, when we count down and change slides, kids have to mimic one thing in the painting as best they can, whether it’s animate or inanimate. If there’s nothing in the shot for them to mimic (because I threw some contemporary abstract stuff in), they have to show me how the painting makes them feel. Easy enough, gets them excited to move around and vocal about their feelings regarding art, it’s very chaotic. I can tell pretty fast who’s got the emotional maturity to mimic things in a complex way, and who’s just enough of an abstract thinker to mimic inanimate objects early on in the game...

So the first picture is this:

Napoleon Crossing the Alps. My favorite reactions are usually the kids who pretend to be the freaked-out horse, but 2 memorable occasions were the one where a student immediately scrunched up to be the rock in the foreground, and the one where a pair of girls, without any communication on their parts, decided to be Napoleon riding the horse with one as Napoleon and one as the horse. Basically one of them fully tackled the other apropos of nothing, it was hilarious

I’ll add more if y’all want or if I feel like it lol I have a bunch of stories from this one game

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Actually cannot stop watching this

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In the interest of not derailing this already-long-and-awesome thread, here are some more details! (Paging @sparrows-corner and any other interested parties.)

So in my first semester of college, I took an Intro to Psychology class. I didn't expect anything special; it was just one of those general education courses that everybody was supposed to take at some point. But it turned out amazing.

What the general public didn't know at that point was someone in the college administration had screwed up and forgotten to assign a teacher to this class. Until a week before class. When several students emailed to ask why that detail was missing in the online listing.

The administration panicked, scrambled for someone-anyone-omg-who-can-drop-everything-and-teach-this-class. They called recently-graduated owners of Masters Degrees in teaching.

They found Sandy.

She was qualified and available, and much older than the average recent grad, with the confidence to go with it. This was still a daunting task, though, and she agreed on one condition: that she team-teach the class with a friend of hers who was still working on finishing his degree.

Having no other choice and seeing no real problem with this, the administration agreed. And thus was born the most glorious educational comedy act in my entire academic career. The two of them were a delight. They knew all the stuff they needed to teach, and they knew a great deal more, and they delivered lectures in a way that had everyone paying eager attention. It was great.

This friend, by the way, was awesome in his own right. While Sandy was a curly-haired white lady around middle age, Wayne was a black guy who (1) dressed in impeccable suits and (2) had cerebral palsy.

I think a lot of 18-year-old minds were quietly enlightened about a few things just from watching these two banter back and forth, one with joints more wobbly than the other. Wayne told a memorable anecdote at one point about stopping by a grocery store in sweat pants instead of his usual classy wear. The cashier asked some gentle question about what he spent his time on, assuming that he had some sort of carer following him around. The expression on her face when he told her that he taught college was one I'll never forget, and I didn't even see it.

Anyways, at the end of this semester, the two teachers asked a few of us smart kids if we wanted to be TAs (teaching assistants) for the next semester. Since most of us had already become friends during the make-a-group-and-discuss-things portions of the class, this sounded like a party that would look good on our records later. And it really was.

I TA'd for that class a few times in a row, with my buddies and the two very cool teachers. We met up outside of class for holiday parties and everything.

And, since this was during the time the Lord of the Rings trilogy was first coming out in theaters, we all dressed up in costume and went to an early screening together.

Wayne drove. His handicap placard meant we got to park at the front, which was pretty awesome.

Now, I'd met people before who knew more LotR lore than I did, but they all paled in comparison to Sandy. As I said in the notes on that other post, she shared some stories of her youth with us. When she was fourteen, she ran away to join a hippie commune. She already knew fluent elvish, and she used that to help the commune's drug-runners stay out of the clutches of the cops, by translating their drug notes into a language the cops couldn't read. With a start like that, it was unsurprising that she still knew elvish now, along with all sorts of fascinating deep lore.

She had a limited edition book that looked shockingly expensive. She made beeswax candles for all the TAs as holiday gifts, with our names written on them in elvish. I still have mine somewhere.

I haven't heard from any of these lovely people in a long time, since college moves on and so does life, but I will treasure those memories forever. I hope Sandy and Wayne and the others are doing well. They deserve the best.

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Thieves Guild

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I wonder what People Who Really Like Trains liked best before trains. the first sights of the first trains in history must’ve hit those brains like a galaxy going off.

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It has just now occurred to me that what’s “visibly on the spectrum” is wildly different for autistic and allistic people. Most allistics don’t recognize autistic behavior (at all or anything more that weird/quirky) unless it impacts their ability to interface with an autistic person. That’s when allistics see someone as visibly on the spectrum. Other autistics can spot each other from a mile a way though over minor stuff.

For example every allistic I’ve ever worked with has told me “oh but you’re sooo good at socializing with people?!? I could neverrrr tell?!?!” If they learned I’m autistic.

However other autistic people meet me and are like: YOU. AUTISM.

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you CANNOT read too much old timey fiction because I was playing Raft with the lads this morning and without a THOUGHT said we could sail over to another island "if the wind would consent to blow" & let me tell you. This did not pass by unremarked.

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Yknow that post about that person watchin Parasite expecting there to be an actual flesh parasite monster.

Well I was readin “Invisible Man” by Ralph Ellison, which is a good book about a man tryna find his way in a world that doesn’t want him after his entire life plan fuckin falls apart (the invisibility in this case is metaphorical).

And I was NOT reading “THE Invisible Man” by H.G. Wells (which does in fact star an actually invisible man)

So I’m readin like ‘damn, this dude fuckin goin through it! The groups of power present truly do not see him as the man he is, but rather what they wish him to be! Making him, metaphorically, invisible!

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And then he’s actually gonna turn invisible!!!!”

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[Meme format acquired]

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Thanks, Anon!

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* rouxls kaard appreciation(?) post bc i want this man dead . this isnt theorizing or analysis or anything and it might be wrong in some parts im just normal

- apparently his theme is fucking diegetic???? given 1. ralsei and susie respond to it knowingly (that or im misinterpreting susie's response but like. if only ralsei knew abt it wouldnt she go something like "he has a theme?????")

but. also. 2. kris plays it on noelle's piano prior to that . how do they know it. how . how.

this little freak of a man (rouxls) . this either implies that A. he hums / sings the theme in all of his encounters B. he has a speaker or something playing the theme C. He emanates it . Like it just comes from him . What. D. this melody is just what everyone thinks of when they think of rouxls and ralsei is still the only whos heard it

- his character design??? hes just a rules card from a deck but he is:

canonically hot

has a flat ass but prefers to think he doesnt

humanoid

theres just a line going thru his mouth??? like even when its open???? am i the only one who doesnt understand that . why is it like. melting. Rouxls?

do you think the lines on his outfit are text............ the equivalent of text on a rules card...

really dark blue with a white outline and then another dark blue outline

i noticed this when i added a picture but in the talk sprite i attached one of his eyes is black. the rouxls with homophobia in his eyes

- assumed the fun gang was a polycule and wormed his way into a polycule too to one up them . absoljtely bewildered when he finds out they arent. hes so . hes so .

- whats with him and worms???? why does he have worms????? where does he get them? why does he keep them???? can rouxls worms turn into butterflies????

- the whole early modern english speech quirk . which may or may not be a conscious decision because it slips away when hes stressed / surprised and becomes more obnoxious when "his pride is hurt" (all according to deltarune wiki) . also its not even accurate he just adds eth and est and e to words

- "duke of puzzles" yet comically bad at making puzzles that are even remotely difficult. is card castle stupid or is he stupid

- he somehow??? accidentally makes a shop? in board 2 ???? and you can buy one of his boxes?????? and you lose points when you take a photo of him???????????? sobs

- constantly tries to work under the Big Bad Villain of each dark world . constantly fails . everyone hates him

- stole tenna's debit card and tried to learn his pin number. in an attempt to get approval from tenna according to the wiki

- HE CAN TELEPORT ??? No one talks about this???? he can teleport?????? WITH OTHER PEOPLE?????? he can FLOAT TOO . IS THIS NORMAL?????? HE CAN FUCKIGN TELEPORT <- ok addendum he cant float outside of his true power but actually thats crazier to me. why can he float when preparing his True Power Thing . What was he gonna do . Why can he float for it

- Oh yeah also about the teleportation - either he sneaks up on the fun gang before teleporting in front of them or he can 1. hear (see???? feel?????) where hes about to teleport and who is there 2. speak like the voice of god before he teleports . what the fuck.

- The dainty scarf ? in his shop? in chapter 1?? says its HANDMADE. Did rouxls fucking make it. He made the dainty scarf?? He made a scarf out of doilies and sold it. Its homemade. Its homemade. He made that with his own hands. He either knows how to knit or crochet. Im crazy about this im so ill. WHAT HOME. HIS HOME???? HOMEMADE.

- the lancer controller bit in ch3 - lancer says that when he breaks controllers with his tongue, not only does a "father figure" give him a new one, but also checks his mouth for illness. Thats rouxls. Rouxls is making sure lancer isnt ill. No matter who he tries to work for he still takes care of lancer because hes a lesser dad.

- im just unapologetically gay for this man sorry

- he eats cereal