The people in the notes calling her apology “fake” or whatevs are exactly what’s wrong with this whole “problematic” culture bullshit. First of all, this isn’t the first time Stone has talked about this. And after tonight, it probably won’t be the last. Second of all, this is exactly what privilege does to people. Even those that mean well will fuck up. In Stone’s case, it’s very possible she didn’t realize until it was too late there was something wrong with her taking that role. If she’s the type that’s willing to learn about these things, we should educate her. Not put her on the chopping block.
really weird to think that samus aran, the woman who was raised by alien birds and has had to fight multiple parasitic alien clones of herself, probably has had the most normal life out of all the major nintendo protagonists
Mario: *teams up with a baby version of himself to fight alien mushroom people*
Link: *gets transformed into a wolf by traveling between different dimensions due to shadow magic*
Kirby: *has a rogues gallery consisting of everything from a magician cartoon mouse to reality-warping god machines that live in space*
Samus Aran: *goes to an alien planet, beats up some jerks, collects her paycheck, goes home and reheats some leftover ravioli and passes out in front of the tv*
The only reason Samus wears the Zero Suit for Smash Bros is so nobody knows her real off-mission wardrobe is an oversized t-shirt with an unidentifiable stain near the collar and a pair of shorts with the word “JUICY” written in an alien language written across the butt
there should be a tax that youtubers pay where 1.5% of all of their revenue goes back to Kevin Macleod for basically supplying YouTube with it’s own soundtrack.
who is this man and what music did he make???
if you hear a royalty free song on youtube, there’s approximately an 80% chance Kevin Macleod wrote it.
here’s some you’ve almost definitely heard:
for those wondering, yes, he also made THE generic royalty free song that was EVERYWHERE in 2014.
I was hanging around at my boyfriend’s place (in hindsight he was probably Satan) and we were just chilling, doing normal things, when a long, sleek, black car pulled up outside of his house. My boyfriend, suddenly very nervous and twitchy, told me to go and hide in the closet. When I asked him what was up, he just told me it was a “work associate” so I went and did as he said. I peeked a little bit out of the closet to see who this person was. I wanted to see who could possibly get my boyfriend, the actual Devil, to tremble in fear. And lo and behold, it was Ted Cruz.
Reflections on this post:
1. I need to read URLs.
2. “in hindsight he was probably Satan” may be the single greatest hook to a story that I’ve ever seen.
3. The levels of stress and suspense that occur in the rising action here rival that of some of the greatest survival horror works that exist on this earth.
4. “And lo and behold, it was Ted Cruz” is probably the only sentence that could make the conclusion to this story more terrifying, and ended the story in a way far superior to anything my own sense of dread could have come up with.
i’m so happy i’m gay because despite all the homophobic shit we get straight people will never have the feeling of seeing a hot person and going “oh fuck i’m really really gay” and laughing to yourself because you’re so unbelievably gay
