Allons-y Alonso!
notarequestarequirement:

spookyjammies:

kiracles:

spookyibukimioda:

castieltherebel:

stefaniegk:

glanmire:

abalidoth:

captaintwerkirk:

Well then it’s a good thing I hate sports *slams button*

The year is 2027. It is Super Bowl season. The football players that have been selected for this year’s culling huddle in a sad, discontented mass in the middle of an overgrown stadium. The stink of fear mingles with the smell of fresh earth, an unholy bouquet for a terrible day.
Then they begin arriving, singly and in groups. Their claws glint in the harsh stadium lights, and there is blood matted into their fur. The football players put on their game face, but the hollowness of their eyes betrays their true hopelessness. There is no use fighting, other than to make a brave showing.
After all, everyone knows the bears always win.

Years pass. Teams deliberately lose games so they won’t be against them. Eventually, the Goverment starts a programme, to lessen prison overcrowding. Prisoners are selected at random, or so they say, to put on the jerseys and play the bears. None of them ever come back, and crime drops to almost zero. All is well, until there are no more prisoners. The goverment does not know how to choose, but they know that the Super Bowl must go on, and the bears must always win, and choose they must.

Thanks tumblr

The Superbowl Games

you people need to write a novel

I don’t know if you guys know that The Bears are an actual superbowl team or if you just choose to ignore that for substituting in real bears. 

I am 99% sure they know that and are purposefully ignoring it and substitutng it with real bears.

I am the 1%…

notarequestarequirement:

spookyjammies:

kiracles:

spookyibukimioda:

castieltherebel:

stefaniegk:

glanmire:

abalidoth:

captaintwerkirk:

Well then it’s a good thing I hate sports *slams button*

The year is 2027. It is Super Bowl season. The football players that have been selected for this year’s culling huddle in a sad, discontented mass in the middle of an overgrown stadium. The stink of fear mingles with the smell of fresh earth, an unholy bouquet for a terrible day.

Then they begin arriving, singly and in groups. Their claws glint in the harsh stadium lights, and there is blood matted into their fur. The football players put on their game face, but the hollowness of their eyes betrays their true hopelessness. There is no use fighting, other than to make a brave showing.

After all, everyone knows the bears always win.

Years pass. Teams deliberately lose games so they won’t be against them. Eventually, the Goverment starts a programme, to lessen prison overcrowding. Prisoners are selected at random, or so they say, to put on the jerseys and play the bears. None of them ever come back, and crime drops to almost zero. All is well, until there are no more prisoners. The goverment does not know how to choose, but they know that the Super Bowl must go on, and the bears must always win, and choose they must.

Thanks tumblr

The Superbowl Games

you people need to write a novel

I don’t know if you guys know that The Bears are an actual superbowl team or if you just choose to ignore that for substituting in real bears. 

I am 99% sure they know that and are purposefully ignoring it and substitutng it with real bears.

I am the 1%…

therepublicofsanlorenzo:

Rose went away

So the Doctor is blue.

Ask Donna, “Where’s the Doctor?”

She’ll reply, “Doctor Who?”

Sarah Jane, and Martha,

And now both the Ponds

Had their fun with the Doctor

And now they’ve all gone.

So ask me again

Why the TARDIS is blue:

There’s a sad man inside

With both hearts torn in two.

ruineshumaines:

Cloud by Caitlind Brown.

‘Cloud’ is a large-scale interactive sculpture created from 6.000 light bulbs, new and burnt out. Constructed by artist Caitlind Brown and collaborator Wayne Garrett. As part of the process of creating the sculpture, Brown collected burnt out incandescent light bulbs from local households, businesses, museums, and eco stations. The idea was to create an informal collaboration between the community and the artists, reduce costs, and experiment with the potential of items post-use.

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