That Moment...

Link: “Don't worry, I got this.” <walks out to deal with the tornado>

TMW you see a thread on the Bethesda Forum-Fallout 4 section debating the originality of the plot "androids are people too!" TMW you find some of the posts repeating what has been repeated here multiple times about originality.

 

That moment when you wonder what the crap @Link the Writer plans to do against a force of nature.

That moment when the zombie tornado sirens are going off!

 

Huh? That wasn't me, that was some kid in green walking into a tornado. No idea who he was.

I'd get off the internet and get somewhere safe. If you can, get your horse into your apartment.

 

They're not my squirrel minions! My squirrels know the value of acorns and wouldn't waste them lobbing them into your yard. Acorns are prime steak to us squirrels, not ammo.

 

Good! :>

 

That moment when you lived, yay!

That moment when you hope your horse can swim, cos it is still raining pretty good out there.

 

TMW...

• Your dogs apparently get a bad case of stomach aches and begin vomiting on two separate occasions. NOOOO!! I'll take care of you! Here are some plain, warm rice to calm your stomach down.

• You now have orders for a new pair of sunglasses and glasses. This guy's gonna be seeing clearer than before, and look cool doing it.

• You find out that one of the major themes of your fantasy is about racism. Well, this is happening right now.

• You remember a very old webcomic called Least I Could Do and your evil, EVIL brain concocts up a storyline where the youngest of the cast members died of leukemia. WHAT THE HELL, BRAIN!? WAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY!?

• You realize you might be abusing the emoticons a bit too much.

 

That moment when you literally email the FBI with queries about their procedures, because they have a section on their website inviting authors and filmmakers and others to do so.

(Thanks again @cutecat22 for the link!)

That moment when emailing the FBI makes you feel like you're in a movie.

 

No problem! Glad I could help.

My TMW, is now ...

That moment when you need to research drugs and guns but following your research from 2013, the FBI now know your IP Address and your Email address ...

But yeah, it is pretty cool knowing they are there to help with research for us author types!

They couldn't answer all my questions but they came back with answers to two and pointed me in the direction of the DOJ for the answer to the third. So, Yeah, pretty damn cool in my book!

 

Here's the question to email the FBI with: "I want to commit a major crime that the FBI can't solve. Any suggestions?" It would be interesting to see if they answer you, or if you just start noticing strangers going through your garbage at all hours of the night.

 

Do you want people to get into trouble with the FBI!?

 

Reasons why @minstrel's WIPs will never be published:

• He is in federal prison for trolling the FBI

 

TMW...
• “War. War never changes.” The famous quote from the Fallout franchise leaves you thinking: ‘Our characters constantly fight irradiated, mutated creatures born out of their worst nightmares, uh yeah I think war changed quite a bit. I don't remember Napoleon fighting off an army of Ghouls, Deathclaws, and Super Mutants.’

• TMW you are watching an action flick and you are enjoying every minute of it no matter how predictable it is.

 

TMW, you hear your bins being rattled by the men in black!

And you have to send @minstrel a cake with a file in it ...

 

On behalf of my Orca-kin, I will say this for @minstrel : “We will stick our heads out of the water and utter our mournful cry before we send you bags of nuts as consultations.”

 

That moment when you're curious where orcas are going to get acorns.

 

We will find a way.
For we are Orcas.
We never give up.

We are the king of the seas, didn't you know that?

 

Oh c'mon now. You guys are just formally-dressed jumbo dolphins and you know it!

 

Foolish humans!! >:[ Our brains rival yours, I'll not have you insult my kind! And tell that stupid kid from Free Willy that the next time he wishes to place himself underneath a whale that's breeching, he is signing his death certificate.

TL;DR: Standing below us as we breech is asking for a tragic accident to happen. Gravity applies to all living things, y'know. Typical humans. Think everything only applies to them. >:[

 

Tuxeeeeedo dolphiiiiiins.

With anti-gravity.

 

TMW:

You're watching an action flick where two dudes are having a knife fight/wrestling match and all you can think of is, “Uh, guys? Ya know we have a certain weakness between our legs, don't you?”

Seriously, a swift kick/knee strike between the knees and we're out for the count.

 

That moment when you're glad you don't have such a liability.

Also isn't there some unspoken bro-code that prevents you from doing that to each other? Like you'll be exiled from bro-dom (and possibly castrated I dunno)?

 

I guess we just see it as a cheap-shot, I dunno. Still, I think it should be a viable strategy for both sexes: If you're fighting men, remember that we have a certain part between our legs.

 

You'll send me bags of nuts as consultations? What advice do you expect me to get from a bag of nuts?

Oh, wait - don't answer that. Taking the advice of bags of nuts is probably what got me into this sorry situation.

 

Hey, you started it, Monseiur Squirrel.