Where we’re going, we won’t need Pokémon to go to the polls
The xenos are in the airlock, we cannot escape to the lifeboats, this is my final transmission.
The Emperor protects!
static signal
transmission resumes
Screen shows a bunch of Noise Marines doing space blow, dancing with Daemonettes while Sorry for Party Rocking pumps from the Doom sirens and Blastmasters
From somewhere over the din, a robotic voice can be heard. It is chanting: “John Madden! John Madden!”
if everyone who receives this transmission donated just $1 we can defend our HULL INTEGRITY
Cut footage from Event Horizon
The Biden form is dead, insect.
Did y-y-y-your pitiful insect brain think you sssssssssimply fell out of a Beta Grove tree tree tree tree?
Things are desperate…our air is running low…
We keep forming committees to investigate the potential of eventually turning on the Oxygen recirculation system
But the parliamentarian keeps telling us no and asking how we’ll pay for it
Help me Joe-bi-wan, you are my only hope.
When the HR manager suddenly hops on a meeting
blah blah kubrick stare yadda yadda
“Day 234 - The Uncrustables! Supply is running low. The wine is gone”
i’m stealing this. lmao
Are those her shoulders or the chair? Something feels off
Chair; she’s stretching her head out like that because she’s an SCP
shoulders. she’s looking upwards and leaning forward at the same time
Don’t you know? Kamala is a Toyotaro character.
