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daily-deliciousness · 2 days ago
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Lemon poppy seed cake
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pinkfairiesteaparty · 2 days ago
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cryptid-from-hell · a day ago
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made this cake with my cousin. thought the cryptids of tumblr would appreciate it.
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andallshallbewell · 2 days ago
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nate-nox · 18 hours ago
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helium-stims · a day ago
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have i been subtle in my collection of batman stims?
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lovelyfoodyum · 2 days ago
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https://instagram.com/seeandyou
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hairstylesbeauty · 4 hours ago
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pennamesmith · 2 days ago
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Stickshifts and Safetybelts
Hordak stood in the garage and sighed. It all had to go.
Since Entrapta’s betrayal, there was no telling how much of the tech she’d created for the Horde was compromised. They would have to get rid of everything. He had already ordered Force Captain Scorpia to begin disposing of the rebel princess’s personal effects. It would take a more skilled hand, however, to dismantle what was in here.
Several prototype vehicles Entrapta had been designing for the Horde filled the space before him. It wasn’t her most important project — not even in the top three, really — but Hordak found it helped her boundless energy to scatter multiple worksites throughout the Fright Zone. This was her attempt to improve the Horde’s mobile forces which, according to her, had “no style.”
Hordak shook his head to dislodge the fond memory of their banter from that day. Entrapta was his enemy now. He couldn’t let himself think of her with anything but a ferocious battle-lust.
…Except, wait, that didn’t seem quite right either. Trying to distract himself, Hordak gripped a wrench and turned to the largest vehicle. It was a heavily modified armored transport, outfitted with whitewall treads and a sleek blue finish. Entrapta called it the Trapper Tank.
Hordak stepped on board cautiously, watching for any hidden booby traps she might have left behind. He noticed that the roof was designed to open and retract; could this be part of some nefarious ejector seat mechanism? He shuddered.
Worse, the cockpit was completely gutted. Entrapta had replaced the bucket seats and center console with a padded vinyl bench, put a simple wheel and pedals where the controls were supposed to be, and done away with the safety harnesses entirely. It was nightmarish. There was nothing to stop the pilot and copilot from falling right into each other’s laps on bumpy terrain, not to mention the hazards of combat. The whole thing was one giant safety violation. What was the purpose of it?
Hordak sat down, intending to start taking the dashboard apart. The bench seat was surprisingly soft, however, and he paused to stretch out for a moment. A tiny motor hummed. It was adjustable.
Hordak tapped his long fingers on the steering wheel and glanced to the side. He imagined Entrapta sitting right there next to him. Only so she could explain all these ridiculous design choices, of course — not because he needed her.
An inviting red starter button lit up. Something in Hordak’s chest came to life along with it, and against all his screaming better judgement he reached out to press it. The Trapper Tank awoke. Its engine purred.
Well, Hordak thought. Since he’d come this far. One little test drive couldn’t hurt.
It was for science.
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thespiritoflife · a day ago
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i am mine,
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before i am ever someone else's - unknown
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ojohm · a day ago
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甘い甘いりんごをいただきました
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