Well, I mean more even weird than you already think I am.
Yes
This is one of the more normal dirt owl posts.
Real question is, who you playing as?
Lizzie for life!
I was always a Ralph guy myself
Yes and yes
I yearn to be the largest of nephews.
All the fucking time. I just want to be huge and go fucking apeshit.
It’s more of an “I cast meteor shower” fantasy but the spirit is the same
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I’d prefer to be a phantom. Visiting billionaires and the ruling class in their sleep. Reaching into their chests to grasp their hearts, squeezing until the heart is mush.
That’s fear. That’s something they can’t hide from or use force against.
Literally every single day
- ∞ 🏳️⚧️Edie [it/its, she/her, fae/faer, love/loves, ze/hir, des/pair, none/use name, undecided]@hexbear.netEnglish9·6 days ago
Nah. I just want to be a cat.
Is this not a common thing?
Because I’ve wanted to do this for, like, ever
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would have been so much cooler if this was the big bad Elder God instead of a human personification of eeeeevil communism
You’re bigger than something. Go stomp around the nearest city
I’m more of a Reality Warper, but it definitely manifests this energy sometimes.
For what it’s worth at one year of solid weight training you can do this for most things you encounter. At like five years you can probably actually do this. I dunno. I never manage to stay consistent for that long. Last time I was good about lifting consistently I was able to rip appart a bit of house doing some renovation work and I had to try not to giggle as I bench pressed a kitchen sink out of it’s fitting.
How many years before I can shoot lasers out of my mouth
A year but it has to be a specific kind of gym. A clown college is your best bet
My power fantasies are mostly banal