Considering how she tends to act to Rhodes employees, basically being an asshole knowing they can't really do anything since Kalt'sit's said they can't, this is basically just karma.
Especially since, in this very comic, she starting off insulting Rhodes by saying it was too cheap to have Christmas parties.
Maybe if she were a little nicer they'd invite her.
Nah, she isn't exactly fond of anyone in Rhodes Island. The Dr. Is pretty obvious but she doesn't like Kal'tsit either and she treats the whole staff like crap without provocation too, I think the only person she treats with some level of professionalism is Amiya and that's only for her connection with Theresa. Even her old team admit she's a humongous pain on the ass, and that's when she's not trying to be a jerkass on purpose
Since Elon's Twitter takeover, stricter rate limits were implemented which affect Danbooru's ability to grab images from the site. You will intermittently experience difficulty with uploading Twitter posts because of this.
That's true, but this image is from Reddit.
Uploading from Reddit has also been suffering from some instabilities for some time. An alternative route people are using as a fallback is to download the image using Gallery-DL and uploading it manually. It absolutely beats having to deal with the assbackward Reddit image preview nonsense.
Life is short, though I keep this from my children. Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways, a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative estimate, though I keep this from my children. For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird. For every loved child, a child broken, bagged, sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world is at least half terrible, and for every kind stranger, there is one who would break you, though I keep this from my children. I am trying to sell them the world. Any decent realtor, walking you through a real shithole, chirps on about good bones: This place could be beautiful, right? You could make this place beautiful.
Full Poem (Post-Colonial Love Poem by Natalie Diaz):
I’ve been taught bloodstones can cure a snakebite, can stop the bleeding—most people forgot this when the war ended. The war ended depending on which war you mean: those we started, before those, millennia ago and onward, those which started me, which I lost and won— these ever-blooming wounds. I was built by wage. So I wage Love and worse— always another campaign to march across a desert night for the cannon flash of your pale skin settling in a silver lagoon of smoke at your breast. I dismount my dark horse, bend to you there, deliver you the hard pull of all my thirsts— I learned Drink in a country of drought. We pleasure to hurt, leave marks the size of stones—each a cabochon polished by our mouths. I, your lapidary, your lapidary wheel turning—green mottled red— the jaspers of our desires. There are wild flowers in my desert which take up to twenty years to bloom. The seeds sleep like geodes beneath hot feldspar sand until a flash flood bolts the arroyo, lifting them in its copper current, opens them with memory— they remember what their god whispered into their ribs: Wake up and ache for your life. Where your hands have been are diamonds on my shoulders, down my back, thighs— I am your culebra. I am in the dirt for you. Your hips are quartz-light and dangerous, two rose-horned rams ascending a soft desert wash before the November sky unyokes a hundred-year flood— the desert returned suddenly to its ancient sea. Arise the wild heliotrope, scorpion weed, blue phacelia which hold purple the way a throat can hold the shape of any great hand— Great hands is what she called mine. The rain will eventually come, or not. Until then, we touch our bodies like wounds— the belled bruises fingers ring against the skin are another way to bloom. The war never ended and somehow begins again.
okarun obviously suffers from some mild degree of autism or whatever due to his shyness and hyper fixation on aliens, but parodying him being a chudcel seems a bit of a son of a bitch, you know. 💀
