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Reblog to bap the person you reblogged from with your paws
“apologist.” “critical.” y’all are doing too much. when my favorite characters do evil reprehensible shit I simply don’t fucking care cause it’s not real
Send me to Mars with party supplies before next august 5th
No guys you don’t understand.
The soil testing equipment on Curiosity makes a buzzing noise and the pitch of the noise changes depending on what part of an experiment Curiosity is performing, this is the way Curiosity sings to itself.
So some of the finest minds currently alive decided to take incredibly expensive important scientific equipment and mess with it until they worked out how to move in just the right way to sing Happy Birthday, then someone made a cake on Curiosity’s birthday and took it into Mission control so that a room full of brilliant scientists and engineers could throw a birthday party for a non-autonomous robot 225 million kilometres away and listen to it sing the first ever song sung on Mars*, which was Happy Birthday.
This isn’t a sad story, this a happy story about the ridiculousness of humans and the way we love things. We built a little robot and called it Curiosity and flung it into the star to go and explore places we can’t get to because it’s name is in our nature and then just because we could, we taught it how to sing.
That’s not sad, that’s awesome.
*this is different from the first song ever played on mars (Reach For The Stars by Will.I.Am) which happened the year before, singing is different from playing
Vampire that’s dirt poor, doesn’t have a sprawling manor or vast riches accumulated by interest. Can’t afford those black leather boots they really want. Travels as a bat to save money not cuz they like it.
Vampire that was super ugly in life so the vampiric glow up just made em a solid 5
Vampire too socially awkward to seduce/compel ppl to feed off them. Has to have their Chadier vamp friends to do it or steals blood bags from the hospital.
Vampire who turned into mist in a steam room and couldn’t figure out which parts were him vs water, so he got stuck there for weeks
vampire who’s afraid of flying so anytime they turn into a bat it makes them incredibly queasy
Vampires having a “wine” tasting trying out different types of blood, discussing various textures and tastes and stuff like that. But one vampire honestly can’t tell the difference cuz they don’t like the taste anyway.
vampires who don’t like the taste of blood so they have to disguise it by adding artificial flavors (fruit punch, watermelon, strawberry kiwi, NEVER blue raspberry lest it change the color too much and the other vampires judge them) in order to stay properly hydrated
Vampire that was obsessed with skincare when they were human, but now mirrors don’t work for them so they’re constantly looking for ways to see their reflection.
vampire that doesn’t really need a familiar because when they were human they were just some working class schmuck used to taking care of their own business so they just pal around with them instead
Vampire that brings a night light to coffin cause they’re to scared of the dark
Vampire that while in bat form hangs out with regular bats thinking they’re also vampires. This goes on for weeks before they realize they’re just normal animals.
on the one hand i agree with this but on the other hand one of my coworkers rented an alpaca from a petting zoo and brought it to work because my boss said she wanted an alpaca sweater but the guy didn’t hear her say sweater and didn’t want to upset her by asking why the fuck she’d want an alpaca
Miscommunication as a drama device: Awful. Horrendous. Get it away from me
Miscommunication as a comedy/slapstick device: Incredible. Wonderful. Give me more
