people that dont have characters squawking in their heads constantly always tell me how much they wish they could write characters like me because “theyre so alive and well rounded and full of depth!” and im just like thats because that bitch is really in my head the only thing keeping her from crawling into existence like a child of athena are the laws of nature
(via fablegate)
Okay I know this one is massively out of sequence but I was browsing through the prompts and when I got to this one I just-
(don’t ask me to explain this I will never explain this)
Watching the Ace Attorney movie and it is actually the best thing ever im crey
NO I DO NOT ACTUALLY SHIP THEM
ANON
ANON NO, OKAY, THAT IS THE ANSWER, THE ANSWER IS NO
OKAY?
Okay.
Now don’t hurt yourself out there love there’s a lot of sharp corners on tables these days.
Maximum Overdrive!: soldiergaga: puhpuhtooie: “please….PLEASE?” So Here I’m just going to…
“please….PLEASE?”
So Here I’m just going to put out my headcannon for this character. Mod grew up in The late 19th century, her father was a clocksmith. and when he passed on, she took over the business. She fell in love with a handsome wealthy gentleman…
Not so fast!
Technicality here!
Due to the nature of the flow of space time Mad Mod would not actually be able to go back in time and change anything. Things would happen just as they were because her time always remains the same. Meaning if she goes back in time she can’t exist twice so she phases from the seeing eye. Like a Ghost.
So let’s keep the premise, much like the novel “The Time Machine” she invents a time machine and keeps going back, keeps going back and then goes positively desperate to replace her husband. The only way that she can move back and forth in time is to jump to the future, and then back to the past where she isn’t. So even though the time period is constantly changing for her, the two things that remain unchanging are her and her manbot. Much like the Mad Hatter from Alice in Wonderland, Mad Mod has no concept of time and yet she doesn’t seem to have enough of it, and yet she remains impatient to fix her manbot. She craves instant gratification because she can simply warp through a time where she can have her answer, yet the answer isn’t there perhaps because she was needed for it to be there.
If only she knew about Astro Boy. Poor Mod.
alicyn really hits the nail on the head here.
Can
can I just
interject at this point
with a small observation
…
WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS HAPPENING PEOPLE ARE WRITING SAD FIC PASTS ABOUT ME AS A VILLAIN IN A NONE-EXISTENT CARTOON AND HAVING APPARENTLY SINCERE DEBATES OVER HOW I WOULD TRAVERSE TIME
DOES NONE OF THIS STRIKE ANYBODY ELSE AS ABSURDLY HILARIOUS?
ESPECIALLY SINCE I’VE NEVER HAD A RELATIONSHIP IN MY ENTIRE LIFE BECAUSE WHILST I AM A HOPELESS ROMANTIC IT’S ALWAYS IN REGARDS TO OTHER PEOPLE AND I’M PRETTY MUCH ON THE LEVEL OF AN AMOEBA WHEN IT COMES TO LOVE THAT IS ANYTHING OTHER THAN PLATONIC???
ALSO
WHAT?
… I’m just
throwing that out there.
(via t00ie)
Part 7.
Now excuse me while I go to curl up in the corner and never draw horses again for the rest of my life.
