theworstthingsforsale:

If you work on your own car, maybe you want this exhaust-powered car jack! And by “maybe”, I mean “Maybe, if you’re OK with having like a 50% chance of the car falling and crushing your head and upper body because you were dumb enough to balance it on a $200 rubber balloon.”

Worst. Idea. Ever.

theworstthingsforsale:

If you work on your own car, maybe you want this exhaust-powered car jack! And by “maybe”, I mean “Maybe, if you’re OK with having like a 50% chance of the car falling and crushing your head and upper body because you were dumb enough to balance it on a $200 rubber balloon.

Worst. Idea. Ever.

fyvampirehunterd:

Characters: Lawrence Valcua and Callas the Diva
“Will you give me one last chance, milord?
“No.” 
The Diva toppled as the wind buffeted her. Her master’s callous reply had robbed her of the last glowing urge to live. 
“Rot here if you like, or make your own way to someplace no one will ever find and meet your end. Choose a way to die that will not bring dishonor to the name of Valcua.”
—Tyrant’s Stars Parts 3 & 4, page 218

fyvampirehunterd:

Characters: Lawrence Valcua and Callas the Diva

“Will you give me one last chance, milord?

“No.” 

The Diva toppled as the wind buffeted her. Her master’s callous reply had robbed her of the last glowing urge to live. 

“Rot here if you like, or make your own way to someplace no one will ever find and meet your end. Choose a way to die that will not bring dishonor to the name of Valcua.”

Tyrant’s Stars Parts 3 & 4, page 218

ATMOS. Fucking ATMOS. They’ve got our glasses. We’re all gonna die.

ATMOS. Fucking ATMOS. They’ve got our glasses. We’re all gonna die.