Real life - That dull, brown place you visit when you're not traversing time and space, slaying vampires, dressing like a flying mammal to fight a clown, learning wizardry, stopping terrorists, saving the world, saving the galaxy (or destroying it), dissing the Korean War from the rear, riffing at awful movies, piloting giant robots, going into your superpowered blonde-hair mode, going boldly where no man has gone before, fighting monsters (sometimes, all over the country and driving a cool muscle car) regular sized and/or giant, keeping your homeroom classmate from abolishing the cosmos, stomping on evil, brown mushrooms, fighting in a Holy Grail War or some other horrendously addictive activity.


For SylvanasOOOSHITCOFFEE


Hers is the cunning sort of mind that gives me hope,
For I have died a thousand deaths for her
And will gladly die a thousand more,
And when from my body naught more remains,
My spirit will bind in the walls of the city,
The city of our dark lady, the city down under.


Edit: sup/tg/ brings all nerds to the yard.

Gars - : busy