Jul. 16th, 2015

baymaxing: (If we meet forever now)
[personal profile] baymaxing
Wait, wait. Some creepy backwards place with little to no supplies where we get locked in at night and it's freezing and snowing out. And I'd want to go there, why, exactly? Come on. Like anyone would go there willingly. That's not even counting you being unsure on a 'canon point'. Or still feeling like you're 'voice-testing' with me.

Tadashi and Mochi being there is something, at least. You better throw in a whole lot of gummy bears too. If you actually eventually go through with this app and figure you can handle it on top of what you've got now, I mean. A lifetime supply. An infinite supply. Especially if you expect me to go anywhere without Baymax. Just saying. Incentives help.
takentonascar: (Default)
[personal profile] takentonascar
Uh, do you even know how many years behind you are? I mean, holmes, you really missed the bandwagon on this one. Like, you missed it by so much, I'm not even sure you must've been sentient for the whole freakin' invasion. It's 2015. Get with the times. The war's old news.

You know what's good, modern news? It's this: the fuckin' '90s are back, baby! Woo! Fuckin' Jurassic World all up in here, Star Wars, Ghostbusters! I mean, can you believe it? Kids the world over are gonna be growin' up scared of motherfucking dinosaurs all over again, and they're gonna be jerking it to some quality space bikinis. And there are going to be space bikinis. Makes me almost wanna' cry. God bless America.

So, uh, yeah. Go enjoy the revival. Loads better than gawkin' at marines, ain't it? Unless the idea is to get me involved in some Jurassic Park or Star Wars shit, and then I'm in. So in. Ooh, baby. Couldn't stop me even if you tried.
spaceroach: (YAY FOOD)
[personal profile] spaceroach
SLIGHTLY!?

I'm a genius, an awful, evil, brilliant genius! Of course The Dib would do that!

I should have done this years ago!

[but it literally took years to do-]

SILENCE! Canon update me immediately! Get me some new icons, don't just stand there with your gross milkshake in your boy-less yard!

MOVE IT!