Copypasta of a person’s past experience or events that is so absurd it became a meme of its own. Usually untrue stories that tries to circle jerk opinions.
You came back home from work, tired from the office grind. It's been days since your team was mathematically eliminated from the playoff picture.
Laying down on the couch like a lurching grouch, you get your phone and open up Reddit, hoping for a sense of relief, a break from the never ending drawl of reality and then you see it.
You read the title of the post, word by word, letter by letter, a smile grows on your face as your eyes seemingly glimmered as they bounced along with that magic of your childhood returning to your soul.
It made you remember when you played catch with your father and when he took you out to your first ballgame, hot dog and soda in hand as you watched your beloved team play for 9 innings, it was magical.
And remembered how your father, and his father and his father hated that damn team, and told you stories about how their team was so close to winning it all if it wasn't for them.
Some of them may not be alive today to see it but they're in heaven, watching above as they hear the good news from the grapevine of beyond.
For the New York Yankees have been eliminated from the postseason as you whispered under your breath and type a comment under the post with 3 words that ties your hatred for those damn Yankees with others around the world.
"DAAAA JANKEES LOSE"
Let me start off by saying I'm an atheist, but I've always had a fascination with religion and mythology. I'm also trying to draw my own comic. I'm not aiming for anything revolutionary or mindblowing, I just wanna make a fun, shonen-esque action comic that I can upload on the web just for fun and to hopefully get to a point where I can make comic drawing a career.
I started out with just the idea of demon slaying. I know it's a little cliche but you gotta start somewhere and I like the idea of demons and heroes using magical weapons to hunt them. So I asked myself, what should I call a group that battles demons? At the back of my brain the word 'exorcist', so I finally went with it. Then I asked myself what I should call their magical weapons? Well, 'real' exorcists use rosaries, so maybe using that term could be fun as a nod to the whole idea of exorcism. And then it kind of snowballed from there. Now I have an entire setting with about a thousand years of history, a hierarchy for both the demons and the central church, three separate power systems, and a whole bunch of magitech style technologies built around the central concept of the setting.
Now that I've at least come close to a full setting however, I kind of have a weird feeling that maybe I shouldn't use it. On the one hand, there isn't really any 'religion' in my idea. I don't reference any actual religious teachings, the reused terminology doesn't even really match up with anything in the real world (well, except demons. Because they're demons). I'm not trying to make a statement about whether or not church or religion is good or bad, and the whole thing is mostly just an organization in the background. But on the other hand, these are things people actually believe in. It's not like Rick Riordan and his half blood camp full of greek demigods. As someone who isn't even a part of that whole realm of belief, is it wrong of me to use their terminology for my own world building? I just wanted to get some opinions on the matter and see what other people think, whether I should use what I've come up with or throw it out and start over.
And as one final thing I will say that while yes I could change the terms I've used for everything and it would still hold up as a setting, it feels like it loses something in the process. I don't really want to change the setting that much because I wouldn't find it as fun.
I saw pyro at a grocery store in Birmingham yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen snus in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the snus and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each snus and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
I flew all the way from Western Australia to meet Pyro at the meet and greet at Insomnia. As he was one of my favourite channels growing up I decided to make him a custom plushie of his TV head sona and was planning to give it to him when I had my photo taken with him. However when I went up to him and told him "I'm a big fan and I made you this plushy" he didn't even acknowledge me or make eye contact, instead he had his assistant come up to me and say "He doesn't take fan gifts". Overall I was pretty disappointed considering the amount of money I sunk into this trip plus the time I put into making the plushy just to be brushed off like that.
Am I over reacting?
This same thing happened to me but he actually tore my plushie in half and spat on me, then told me to kill myself with a blunt razor
BFDI has taken over my sons life, I need someone here to help me, it started off pretty small, he told me he was into this series called Battle for Dream Island.i looked it over, seemed nice. That was 5 years ago, now my son has locked himself inside his room, using a pile of BFDI plushies to guard me from opening it. When he comes out (The 1 time he does a week) he carries 5 bottles of empty soda pop filled with human waste and empty bags of food and throws them away. He will not speak to me, and will not leave the house, only will watch BFDI. I've tried it all, but he seems to find a way to watch it. I tired killing the WiFi but he payed someone in yoyleberries to let him have his, so he has his own wifi source, and trying to take away his PC causes him to go into a fit of terror, where he'll scream " CAKE AT STAKE" until he gets it back please someone tell me how I stop this. I've tried doing a thing I call "Good Contestant Money" where I give him Money when he does good things, like come out of his room, or doesn't use more then 20+ hours of wifi a day but it only works so much please someone tell me how I can get my son back, I miss that boy, he's 37 now, and needs a job
I saw Ryan Gosling at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
