Rose Thorne(She/Her)

What if I want a T-X instead of a T1000?

The only way I want a man in me is temporary. Pleasure or consumption, he’s coming out sometime.

Damn, I was excited about the concept of a completely AI TSA instead.

I wanted my pant leg to be hallucinated as a China Lake.

Who, and fucking why? Unless you keep it in the fridge, that abomination is going to be nothing more than two pieces of uniced cake in a pile of buttercreme.

And if that’s fucking fondant, meat pies are getting put on the menu.

You get away with it because you target the weak, the uneducated. I have seen every episode of Man versus Wild. I am prepared for this.

Consider your piss dimension drank.

Hey, everyone, point and laugh at the assless freak! Bet you need a belt in skinny jeans, don’t you, no ass?

HEY, MA! THAT WEIRD FUCKIN’ FISH IS SWIMMIN’ AROUND AGAIN!

“HULKACHU! USE RAGE!”

End of the war, just a week away. Can ya believe it?

So, with the bowl, is anything I’m touching, say a spoon, that touches the bowl considered an extension of myself?

Cause I’m not dealing with trying to add an infinite amount of brown sugar and cinnamon to an endlessly refilling bowl. I’ve been there before, let me tell you, it’s a shitty eternity.

I’m sticking with vibeshadowing.

Give people that feel of something is going to happen. It might not, but the vibes there.

Did she play anything off Jagged Little Pill? At least “You Oughtta Know”?

And where do they do it most? In your chair, man!