Roxanne mulled over the new information as Harrison knocked their donuts together, belatedly echoing, “Cheers.”
Munching on her donut, she wiped the sugar from her lip, thankful for her smudge-proof lipstick, “So this has been going on for a while if you’ve had time to get used to it and do genetic testing. How long? I just don’t understand how this isn’t huge national news! I would’ve thought there would have been national coverage or… something!”
She waved her hand about as she looked over the man beside her. It was strangely easy to talk to him, she suspected it was because despite the differences he did remind her of Megamind. Only a nonvillainous one, which if anything only made it easier.
“It’s all made me feel a little nuts,” she lamented, “…especially with how strange Megamind and Wayne have both been acting.”
“Well its not just you and you are certainly not nuts,” Harrison replied, trying his best to be steady and reassuring. “I’ve been here about five years and its always been this way for me. Others have come and go over the years. Some people have been trapped here, away from their families and unable to get home. But others like me can come and go as we please.” He shrugs. “If I go to Rome, it’s my Rome with my house right where I left it. But some people have lost everything by falling through the wrong dimensional portal.”
He takes a sip of his drink to wash down the last of his donut. “As to why it isn’t news, I have no idea. I think most of the boring normal people in Metro City just don’t notice. And everyone else is just trying to get by in this new world. If your Megamind and Wayne came here recently, they’ve probably been just as thrown as anyone.”
Balancing her half-eaten donut on her coffee cup, Roxanne looked out over the park, “Five years…” she was going to have to dig back much further than she thought. It looked like a lot of her downtime was going to be spent at the library in the foreseeable future, “Yes, Megamind seems to be taking it hard. Wayne worse. Neither have really been themselves lately… It’s been over a month sence I’ve been kidnapped and several weeks since I saw Megamind last.”
“Not that I’m worried,” she laughed, “It’s like a vacation. I don’t even have to worry about getting smoke stains on my dress or worry about what shoes I wear to work,” it was easy to say the same half truths as always, to mask any feelings even from herself, “Wayne’s a big boy, he can take care of himself,” and it’s not like they were ever really that close of friends. If he needed some space, that was fine.
Wayne was the one she was worried about. Yeah. Which is why she was chasing down Megaminds look-a-likes. She sighed and leaned back on the bench.
people who complain about dinosaurs “not being scary anymore” because its been discovered they have feathers and are closely related to/ancestors of birds are so bizarre like
its not about how scary they are, they are/were real life animals and what matters is learning more about them, not how well they fit into your science fiction horror film lol
can you imagine a 13 foot chicken running at you with full intent to eat you??? thats fucking terrifying holy shit
peacocks are synonymous with vain, frivolous beauty and they will attack cars. they will attack you while you try to get to your car. they’re like six feet of useless feathers and they will destroy you. imagine if they were carnivorous and had functional spurs.
a t-rex could look like a gay disco ball and i guarantee that you would fucking book it if it had a problem with you
listen
listen
have you ever met a swan
if anything the birdier they get the scarier they are
Australia literally fought a war against giant birds AND FUCKING LOST
“Oh man, I can’t deal with birds ‘cause they’re dinosaurs and sometimes it’s like they get this glint in their eyes and they remember.”
“Have you ever interacted with a goose? ‘Cause those things are dicks.”
If chickens were still the size of a T-Rex we’d all be dead. No question.
Feathered creatures that give some serious lie to the idea that feathered dinosaurs ain’t scary:
This is a bearded vulture, or lammergeier. It’s four feet long and has a nine foot wingspan and it eats bones.
This is a shoebill stork. It dropped the duck without biting down shortly after the picture was taken, but if it had decided not to-
… it could have been the end of the road for that duck.
This is the last thing a fish sees before a macaroni penguin eats it.
This is a secretary bird in the act of demonstrating to Lord Voldemort that he came to the wrong neighborhood, ese.
This is a goose.
This is a vulture.
This is a cassowary on the attack.
Be glad I couldn’t find the actual gif of a pelican swallowing a fish, because it’s freakin’ Lovecraftian in its HEADS SHOULD NOT BEND THAT WAY factor. You’ll have to settle for the idea of a feathered dinosaur suddenly going GLORP and devouring its victims whole just like this lady here.
Steven Spielberg didn’t create these. These are the feet of an emu.
And this is what happens when a swan (this one is named Asboy; his father was Mr. Asbo, the first swan in the UK to get named after an anti-social behavior order in ‘honor’ of his tendency to attack boaters) decides it doesn’t like you. I should probably note that this one attacked a cow.
Anthony Woodridge (screenname syx_blue), son of the prison Warden had a rough life and eventually ran away from home. He now lives in the garage of one of his Uncles and builds strange robots and yells at his computer A.I. named Minion which is also the name of his pet piranha.
RP backup 