Message from @Kali Yuga
Discord ID: 492623002437943298
DC stuff
https://imgur.com/gallery/OBIe0
https://i.imgur.com/5dLwlZg.jpg
Toooooooooootally not Captain Americain Earth-7
yeah let's not with the alt earths lmao but yes those exist
Yea or adjusts it enough to be new
so somehow The Punisher is still an active fighter in 2018 in earth 616
despite being a nam vet
there's weird inconsistencies like that that nobody thinks about
or stuff like peter parker only being like
30, tops
but having 50+ years worth of stories to him that get referenced sometimes
DC avoids this by, again, nuking the entire multiverse every decade or two, give or take
and soft rebooting when they don't do that
@King Canuck Nah, that I can handle
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It's like South Park, and the kids being consistently in 4th grade. It's just forever 'Current Year'
https://i.imgur.com/MmCvq6n.jpg
Because of course we needed a rule 63 DC universe
lol, i'm stealing some of those
**Omnipotent bones#8503** was cleansed from the server.
Great Welcomes
There is a brain in there <:ohsargon:451135765368274954>
How interesting is this place?
🤷🏿
who is at the top of hierarchy?
Elon Musk
i meant on this server
😄
spammers
It's a Meritocracy
so this is sargons server?
Sargon's a boomer. No boomers allowed.
If you think Sargon's scary imagine what's here
Times had been tough for the entire family. Throughout the war, the rations were decreasing ever so much, to the point of one meal a day at most. There were four in the family; formerly 6, until Grandpa and Grandma passed away a year ago. Though those losses were sad, it was perhaps for the best considering the hellscape that the family was now in. However, trying to explain it to the kids, the youngest being 3-year old Johny, was near impossible. They couldn't seem to grasp why they were eating so little and growing so thin.
On one fateful night, however, Johny was extremely hungry. He had chosen to sneak into the kitchen to grab whatever he could. He knew his papa would be mad if he found out, but he no longer was able to care. As he tip-toed into the kitchen, trying his best to cause no disruption, he searched the drawers until he found one of the only morsels of food left in the house: sugar. He had grabbed a handful, but to his dismay and his worst nightmare, he heard footsteps. There was no point in trying to run. He knew he was in trouble.
Papa soon came out of the hallway, exclaiming "Johny, Johny?" The child then responded in as innocent of a manner as his brain could process, "Yes Papa," hoping he had covered his tracks enough by the time Papa had found him. He was able to put away the bowl of sugar in time, however some remained on his tongue, seemingly unable to dissolve. His father sighed, already knowing the truth, but he felt the need to ask anyway. "Eating Sugar?" he said in his calmest voice. It was four-o-clock in the morning, after all. Johny already knew it was too late. He tried to recover as much of his pride as he could, and responded with a firm
"No, Papa." Papa, of course, knew that Johny was lying. He knew that he would have to brand Johny again, as unfortunately that was his only method of getting Johny to stop. "Telling lies?!" Papa exclaimed, whilst trying not to wake the rest of the family. He felt that he could turn this into a teaching moment. Perhaps he could teach Johny to no longer lie. "N-n-no, Papa.." the child muttered. Johny knew the punishment. "Open your mouth," Father exclaimed. Johny did, and tried to laugh to lighten the mood. Papa then said, "Well, Johny. You know I don't like to do this, but it's the only way you'll ever learn. Once times get better, I can promise you that you may have as much sugar as you please." Hesitantly, as he knew he had to, Papa pulled out the branding iron. Sobs came from both sides
Kids... who'd have them eh?
Not wamen.
