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  • 23rd April
    2014
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    2014
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Cancer + Money = Less Cancer, More Internet Ridiculousness?

twentyghosts:

Hi guys! This year I’m once again participating in the PurpleStride walk. This means that I’m attempting to persuade people to donate money to the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network, in exchange for me walking around for awhile in a purple T-shirt. I realize that this might not be the most compelling argument for donating to charity (although it’s also tax deductible and totally good karma!), so I’ll sweeten the pot a little bit.

If you donate to my cancer walk team and let me know about it, in addition to walking around for awhile, I will either:

- Write you at least 100 words based on whatever prompt you want (maybe longer if your prompt catches my fancy, but I feel confident that I can do 100 words about pretty much anything as long as I have a passing familiarity with the canon… for example, Tweets from Rachel Brooks or Walter White’s Good Twin. Come up with a prompt that’s too weird for me to write, I dare you. Or something normal is fine too, I suppose), OR

- Craft you an artisanal photoshop creation, such as this important hat chart or this Captain America/RHPS crossover. (In case you don’t feel like clicking those links, let me be clear: I am not very good at Photoshop. But I’ll try!)

You can donate anonymously or under an assumed name if you don’t want your real name to show up on the donation Honor Roll. Just send me an ask or a fanmail and let me know what name you donated with and what kind of thing you’d want me to make you. The website’s minimum donation is $5 and I’ll make something for anybody who donates any amount. (Anyone who asks for it. If you’re not interested in getting a weird ficlet or shitty Photoshop from me, you can also just donate and not tell me about it.)

The walk is on April 26th, so this offer is open between now and then. (If you don’t have $5 to spare, or are donating to other causes, no worries!)

Also here’s some actual information about pancreatic cancer.

Deets on the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network:

- Charity Navigator awarded Pancreatic Cancer Action Network its highest 4-star rating nine years in a row.

- Independent Charities of America (ICA) gave the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network its “Best in America” Seal of Approval.

- Philanthropedia rates the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network the 8th highest-ranking cancer-fighting charity in the nation.

So, here’s the donation page link one more time!

Thanks, Tumblr!

Hey pals, I already blew past my fundraising goal, but there are still a few days left to donate before the PurpleStride walk if anyone chooses to fight cancer in exchange for a piece of hand-crafted ridiculousness!! (Or you could just wait like 2 days and I’ll probably do another askbox meme, but, you know… cancer.)

And huge thanks to everyone who already donated! You guys are the best! Cancer is the worst!

  • 23rd April
    2014
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  • 22nd April
    2014
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Mike and Hickey handcuffed together

Asked by: Anonymous

"I have to keep you two together until we can figure out which one of you is evil," Abed says.

"It’s me," Mike says. "I’m the evil one, and I’ve had just about enough of this shit."

"Are you sure you’re the evil one?" Hickey asks.

"Yeah," Mike says. He picks the handcuff, pulls a gun out of his ankle holster, and walks backwards out of the study room, pistol pointed at Abed.

"Well, I guess that does settle that," Abed says. "You’re free to go, Hickey."

Hickey shakes his head. “You’ve been getting away with this for too long, Abed.”

"What else was I supposed to do when confronted with a surprise twin? Obviously one of you is evil."

Britta runs into the study room and says, “Holy shit, Professor Hickey just pulled a gun on me! … wait, how did you get here so fast?”

"It wasn’t me. It was my evil twin," Hickey replies with a shrug.

"You have an evil twin?"

"Apparently."

"Well, bring him back! We should do psych experiments on you. I could write a book!" Britta says.

"Nope," Hickey says, and leaves to join Mike at the Red Door.

  • 22nd April
    2014
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bluepeets:

twentyghosts:

bluepeets:

thelovelinessoftheatre:

If you are in the New York City area and you aren’t taking advantage of live theatre, then here’s a message for you from all of us in the 49 other states: we hate you.

Here’s a message from someone who lived in one of those 49 states until 2011: don’t be like this.

DID YOU KNOW other states also have theaters in them?? IT’S TRUE!

It’s just a rumor, but I heard that there are people out there who just aren’t into certain kinds of entertainment and do fine in their lives enjoying other things. Can you imagine?

Those people all sound like human garbage and I hope they stop occupying valuable New York real estate ASAP.

  • 22nd April
    2014
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bluepeets:

thelovelinessoftheatre:

If you are in the New York City area and you aren’t taking advantage of live theatre, then here’s a message for you from all of us in the 49 other states: we hate you.

Here’s a message from someone who lived in one of those 49 states until 2011: don’t be like this.

DID YOU KNOW other states also have theaters in them?? IT’S TRUE!

  • 22nd April
    2014
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In honour of Breaking Bad Dawn: Marie & Lydia, vampire AU.

Asked by: enbouton

Marie looks up from the coyote carcass she was feasting on and says, “Hey, do you think I can’t see you hiding up there? I have vampire vision, you know.”

After a pause, a petite brunette vampire with sparkling skin and oversized sunglasses leaps down from the rock outcropping. She lands gracefully, peers down at Marie over her sunglasses, and says, “You ‘vegetarian’ vampires,” with a faint sneer.

Marie looks up into the woman’s red eyes and says, “Whoa, whoa. You’ve been hunting humans? Around Albuquerque? This is our territory.”

"Yes, I know all about you and your coven."

"Well, I don’t think we’ve met," Marie says.

"I’m Lydia."

"So what do you want?" Marie asks, rising to her feet and licking the blood from her lips. She’s still a bit hungry, but already she feels stronger than she had before her hunt.

"I—" Lydia hesitates. "I need to ask for your help."

Marie raises her eyebrows. “Oh?”

"It’s not for me. It’s… my daughter… the Volturi are coming for her."

"You turned a child?"

"No, no, it’s not like that, it’s… please, I can pay you."

"I don’t need money."

"Not money, I have other things that might be of interest to you." She tilts her head back and Marie catches a glint of a beautiful amethyst necklace. "I’m just asking you to come meet my daughter, and tell the Volturi that she’s not an immortal child. She’s something different."

Marie looks at the stranger’s jewelry, at her thinly veiled desperation. “Fine,” she says. “Let me finish eating, and then let’s get my sister, and then we’ll see if we can help you.”

"Hurry," Lydia says.

  • 22nd April
    2014
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Badger and Skinny + 27

Asked by: Anonymous

Zombie AU

"Yo, uh… do you see those?" Badger asked, looking out the window.

Skinny Pete looked away from the TV and frowned. “It’s not Halloween, is it?”

"No, man, it’s like April."

"Right. Right. Are we… we’re not tripping, are we?"

"I’m pretty sure I’ve just had weed today, and like… not even that much."

"So… "

"So those are probably zombies, right?" Badger asked, gesturing at the pair awkwardly ambling down the street.

"Uh. Should we call the police or something?" Skinny Pete asked skeptically.

"No way, man, who knows if we can trust the police?" Badger asked. "We’ve planned for this."

"RIght. Right."

"Uh… what did we plan?"

"Weapons. We need weapons," Badger said. "And food, probably."

"Oh yeah, we were gonna stock up on canned food and shit," Skinny Pete said thoughtfully. "Did we even do that?"

"No, I don’t think so, but… I’ve got some crystal?"

"I dunno, if zombies are attacking, maybe we should be sober?"

"But maybe we need like, the extra energy. To get away."

"Maybe," Skinny Pete says. "First maybe we should go to Walmart and stock up on supplies."

"No way, Walmart’s gonna be crazy crowded. We should go to Kmart. Nobody ever goes to Kmart."

"Oh, yeah, good point," Skinny Pete says, nodding vigorously.

"I’ll put the crystal in my pocket in case we need it, while we’re out."

"Do you think zombies like to get high?"

"Whoa, do you think if they eat our brains while we’re high, they’ll get high?"

"Whoa," Skinny Pete said. "Whoa."

"Or if we’re high and we get infected, we’ll stay high?"

"Man, let’s just hope it doesn’t come to that."