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Life Support Issues
“All right, so… where do you have the plans?” the Rebel technician asked. “An R2 unit like this could have a hundred hiding places.”
R2 beeped and whistled.
“Ah, I see,” Threepio said. “Yes, Artoo has reminded me that in fact the plans are not only in a data card, but also redundantly stored inside his own system – that’s how he was able to access the systems so readily. He will be able to transfer them quite readily through a standard data access port.”
“We can get that set up, sure,” the tech agreed, gesturing, and his assistant brought over a cable.
As he did, though, Threepio looked with interest at his old friend and counterpart.
“Were you supposed to do that?” he asked.
R2 beeped again.
“Yes, I suppose it is a good thing that you did, but I’m asking if you were supposed to,” Threepio replied. “Don’t try and play semantics with me, Artoo.”
R2 provided a long string of bleeps and whistles, and C-3PO stepped back.
“You did?” he asked. “Oh my… well, I suppose I did ask you to do that first one.”
“Do what?” the tech asked, halfway through plugging in the cable.
“Well, we were on the Death Star,” C-3PO replied. “And while rescuing Princess Leia, Master Luke and their friends, I had Artoo shut down all the garbage compactors on the Death Star, and then open the door to the one that they were in. Artoo has informed he that, in fact, he opened all the entrances shortly before we left.”
He made a displeased noise. “In addition, he flushed all the drinkable water into the black water systems, raised the temperature in the food storage areas to two hundred and fourteen degrees centigrade, and sealed the doors to every lavatory on the ship. I am also reliably informed that the artificial gravity generators have been independently set to what he calls ‘shuffle’ and that the plumbing system on the Death Star is comprehensive enough to permit him to transport fluids randomly around the entire plumbing system through a series of several thousand distributed commands which trigger on and off at random, at times ranging from five minutes to three days.”
A pause.
“Also, that reversing the gravity in the shuttle and vehicle maintenance bays produced a quite satisfying crunching sound of valuable equipment breaking. Artoo, did you really have to do all of that?”
R2 whistled, helpfully.
“Yes, I suppose they did blow up Alderaan,” Threepio admitted. “I’m just worried that at this point we might be committing war crimes ourselves.”
“This is becoming ridiculous,” Tarkin said, as blaster fire crackled up and down the corridor. “Half the ship is fighting itself and the other half is trying desperately to find a fresher.”
The firing intensified outside, then Darth Vader loomed imperiously out of the door and the various factions went from exchanging fire to fleeing.
“Have you found anything about what happened?” the Sith Lord asked, returning his attention to Tarkin. “I could believe one of these failures was accidental, but this is clearly deliberate.”
“It has been a little hard to gather information,” the Grand Moff replied, testily. “Since my analyst team is having to defend their access to a shuttle bay which might have an intact shuttle and the last Star Destroyer to try and render assistance was destroyed by two thousand turbolaser batteries all firing on it at once on automatic. But clearly there has been some sort of unauthorized access.”
“The plans,” Darth Vader said, firmly. “The Princess clearly passed them off to someone. The same group as her rescuers… Kenobi’s team. Kenobi is dead, but the smuggler ship must have had a strike team…”
He trailed off.
“But this is the work of an expert slicer,” he resumed. “A normal commando team couldn’t have done this much damage this quickly.”
“There is a report that one of my analysts found,” Tarkin said. “That a golden protocol droid and a blue-white astromech droid were acting suspiciously near Docking Bay 327.”
“Ah,” Darth Vader said, his tone somewhat different. “That explains everything. In fact, I am suspicious that there must be something we have missed.”
“Vader?” Tarkin asked.
“R2 has left us something else,” Vader answered. “I can feel it.”
Tarkin started giggling.
“...ah,” Vader declared. “There it is.”
“Nitrous oxide?” C-3PO asked. “Really?”
R2 whistled.
“I don’t care if you had to improvise and that it’s easily produced from available life support gases,” C-3PO replied, shaking his head. “Really, R2.”
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Triple J's holding an Australian Music Hottest 100, lets gooooooo
https://www.abc.net.au/triplej/countdown/hottest100
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Quick tapestry obsession post!
It's just so beautiful.

Just look at that composition.
The details are *chefs kiss*

Martin, my love

Our hedgehog and mole friends

Squirrel friends and Loamhedge mice

Otter bros

Badger lord and Long Patrol hares with Salamandastron in the background

Badrang, Cluny, and Tsarmina!

Hordesbeasts

Cat approved 👌
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the tiktok itself is funny but i’m deeply obsessed with this dog





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The central joke of the Ulysses Ogre meme hinges on the Ogre holding themselves to unreasonable standards by expecting to fully grasp one of the most famously difficult works of the 20th Century after only a single reading, which just doesn't work if you substitute your favourite video game, because frankly, your favourite video game is not Ulysses – but to be fair, the overwhelming majority of books are not Ulysses either. There's probably a video game somewhere out there that's as textually challenging as Ulysses, and it's probably some random-ass RPG Maker game from 2006 with an author whose name is a dick joke and a present fandom of approximately eleven people.
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There is not a shred of doubt in my mind that somewhere in Ankh-Morpork, Sam Vimes has a drag king impersonater
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Realizing that squid have an ink sac and an internal shell called a pen so we’re living just a few short evolutionary steps away from calamarigraphy and honestly there goes the rest of today
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contrary to popular belief i think calvin's adhd is, funnily enough, medicated. he takes extended release ritalin every morning alongside his chocolate frosted sugar bombs. this is because he appreciates being more easily able to focus on his various Schemes, Projects, and Machinations while more effectively ignoring schoolwork
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the Madleen vessel has been intercepted by Israeli aligned forces [source]
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the way 7 was acquitted due to lack of evidence after the murder (and literally alleged cannibalism) of 9 and we still just act like everything is fine and normal and continue to use it in math problems and stuff… fucked up
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In an incredible reversal, Builder.AI just declared bankruptcy after admitting that they were faking their AI tool with 700 humans
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Here's a tour of my tattoo studio...my Littlest Bigtop, if you will 👀
If you wanna visit clown town, you can find me at Parlor Suites in Columbus, Ohio!!
P.S.
My favorite thing to tattoo is childhood toys!! 🤡🧸
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