Every time someone falls for the glamour and lets these parasites slide right past security and every time she gotta stop what she doin' and come kill the damn thing so it doesn't end up sucking the resources out of everyone within the entire building's radius.

And there is much screaming.

I love rays. They're amazing and wonderful creatures. I'm very proud of the end result of the design

*I am the very model of a modern major businessman*

*I'm skilled in making money just as terribly as any can*

*I lack the brains or heart or eyes or ears to see ahead of me*

*but I can ruin other lives with **frightening** regularity!*


*My ledger and my personal agendas dictate all my life*

*I'm shallow and I'm selfish and I relish causing pain and strife*

*I lack all moral fiber, replaced with only self-interest*

*and of needs of staff I show such visible disinterest*


*(and of the needs of staff he shows such visible disinterest*

*and of the needs of staff he shows such visible disinterest*

*and of the needs of staff he shows such visible disinter-interest!)_*


*I'm driven by a need to hoard and vacuum up the money*

*to finely carve up resources between other rich men and me*

*In orders avaricious, cruel and wholly machiavellian*

*I am the very **model** of a modern major businessman*

*(In orders avaracious cruel and wholly machiavellian*

*he is the very model of a modern major businessman)*


May the musical, theater, and musical theater gods have mercy on my poor twisted soul for sacrificing Gilbert and Sullivan to the altar of comedic intent. But I do believe I have perfectly encapsulated the 1 percent with this stupid little bust. No eyes to see ahead, no ears for listening to anyone, only a bloodsucking mouth to hoover up every possible resource they can find like the parasites they are.

and now I'm going to make this visual your problem because sharing is caring! ENJOY!

We all know its true. This is what it looks like

_"Oh, I know he's got ads too, darling. But I have ad-blockers for that. You should have thought twice before you decided to try and fleece me between every song."_

I can put up with ads in between on YouTube mobile because for some ungodly reason they haven't figured out how to do a proper adblocker for apps. It's how I keep sane on mail runs. And of course I break things up with a wide variety of stuff from podcasts to songs.

But at home? At my Laptop? Where I have adblockers? _That is **NOT** how you get me to upgrade to a paid tier, sir._

Be better.

This clicked in ways I was not expecting, but I regret nothing. Worth putting together, so please be sure to watch. Especially with all the constant visits to the well in the past about people acting right in fandoms.. For gods sake people ya'll COULD ACT RIGHT.

"I like to let people belieeeeeve that I know what IIII'm dooooiiiiiing-"
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_"Are you... okay?"_

_"Come on, boss. Let's be honest. **None of us are okay**."_
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On Instagram I had to replace this with a clip from from "The Science of Selling Yourself Short" from Less Than Jake because the clip I wanted wouldn't cooperate and the audio search on the app is abysmal.

Ress gets her point across in Owl City parodies and poor Xemnas wonders how he ended up with an organization where a good chunk of his people have some sort of hangup or trauma - including the funny little fur all who still has a heart but prefers their company compared to those living in the light

More faffing about in Inkscape. I kinda want this one on a shirt

Asking the deep metaphorical questions.

The fun thing about having muses is that you will never lack for a conversation partner.

If you're gonna use a hammer, make an entrance.

_"How do you do that?"_

_Do **what**, precisely?" The royal cut his eyes to the screen and the open gallery, then up towards the cat whose expression was unusually accusatory._

_Ress cut her eyes to the screen and back to him "**That**!" the word fell out of her muzzle as an exasperated yelp. "That right there! Every shot I've taken, every photo I've looked at, everything in the reel! You look fabulous! Even the candid **** I snapped looks like I set you up for a goddamn glamour shot! I WISH I looked that good. **HOW DO YOU DO THAT**?!"_

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There comes a point when you accrue enough reference when you look in places that you start noticing things. Like the fact that this man cannot do anything inelegantly. The universe will fold in on itself first. He could be gearing up to cast enough spells to turn someone into a pile of mulch, but he's gonna do it like he's posing for a magazine cover.

*"I find it a little difficult to believe some of them are even capable of redemption. As ugly as it sounds…"*

*"Did you say that about Leon?"*

*Firion came to a full stop. "What?"*

*"Answer the question, Frioniel."*
*"I- no, but- how did-"*

*"He told me quite a bit. I will never love the red in a person's ledgers. I can't undo Nibelheim, or Doma, or Deist. I cannot bring back Damcyan to its former* *glory. And I cannot raise Fynn from the ashes. But I **can** love every one of the people reaponsible for who they are **now**. And I suggest you be mindful of the stones you throw."*

Now just imagine Ress using the same tone as a parent using a child's middle name on *Frioniel*, and you've got scene. Poor baby. His intentions are good but the execution needed work. Didn't stick the landing.