Clark kent SUPERMAN as a late bday gift for my beloved @cipher-fresh
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Clark kent SUPERMAN as a late bday gift for my beloved @cipher-fresh
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Honestly though, I do like that Renfield stole that kid's ant farm though? Like it sucks, he could've been more gentle about it or whatever but
1. It was a stressful situation, of course he doesn't have the presence of mind or whatever to ask nicely for his ant back or whatever (which is what I thought they were going to do)
2. "You're a bad man Mr. Renfield!" "Yeah well. Sometimes it comes in handy." Like yeah, he isn't a good person. Good for him, you know?
Poor kid though. I hope some of his ants survived at least.
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Mini Pitch: If Renfield gets a sequel they should totally work in the Brides Of Dracula, give each of them a unique personality and goal.
One of them wants to resurrect Dracula and resents Renfield for getting to go with the Count abroad while they were stuck at castle, another is trying to have their own growth, free of Draculas abuse and control like Renfield strived for but is maybe spiralling without the support network Renfield had.
And hell maybe the third one is just going on a horny, weed filled rampage exploring modern day world, shenanigans ensue, keep it fun.
I just think Nick Hoults ‘wet cat’ Renfield would have a great dynamic with the brides. Doing each other’s nails one minute, trying to tear out each other’s throats the next.
[sends a completely normal ask to someone] oh no oh god this is the end of it for me. I'm getting blocked callout posts are being written in gonna get doxxed I will have to move to australia
My dad told me a few days ago about how he AI generated a Mother’s Day poem and then sent it to his mom. I flew down to my Abuela’s house yesterday, and just a few minutes ago she asked me to help her print something from her computer. It’s the AI generated poem. She has no idea my dad didn’t bother to actually write anything.