Most wizards believe they are the greatest and any evidence to the contrary can be dismissed as obvious trickery.
The one panel joke about robot breasts turned into a three panel joke. Then it turned into a twenty panel joke. Now it's at thirty panels and it keeps getting longer and dumber. Why is my brain like this. Help.
The neighbors are often on their balcony, looking through the office window to see a hairy bearded man hunched over a screen, shaking his head violently to endless black metal as he scribbles on the tablet. This weird hermit could only be drawing the most brütal, vile things.
I saw a post about contrapposto, and I think it's important to remember its lesser-known but equally valid variants.
For some reason I'm still trying to watch my posture to avoid becoming a vulture. I should just embrace it at this point. I've already mastered eating horribly and vomiting when threatened, so all I have left to figure out is flight and I'm good.
The quarantine has made my terrible posture worse so it's even more effort to ungoblin myself.
So that XCOM: Chimera Squad footage was pretty good, but I did spend entirely too much time inspecting if the Vipers still had breasts. For science, y'know. Dr. Tygan worked hard to figure out what those were for. 1/2
I have cut out the middleman and correctly anticipated what people would ask me to draw.
I've only had Hades for a day but
Ys Origin features a large cast of characters who fail to realize that the one person single-handedly cleaving through legions of demons without using magic is maybe not someone you should be trash-talking.
Another one from the TFS review because I still think thirsty cheelai is hilarious.