The Internet as this former bootlegger joint that's beneath the train tracks, hidden in an alley behind a steel door flecked with rust. A sliding panel opens and a pair of suspicious eyes glare, glowing dull green neon. "Password." "Turing sent me." The door creaks open, then slams shut behind.

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I miss what the Internet was like when only freaks went here

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Here we see someone wearing a cloak WITH FIBULAE, era appropriate at last, but A) This means it had no excuse to give everyone else celtic brooches, and B) The man next to him is wearing a "cloak" that is actually a sack with a hole for his head as some kind of mantle.

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Hi. I, a trans woman, am the Executive Producer of this show. I wrote the question. He called trans girls men. He has now said it in three different places in the past week.

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protip, so many bad posts can be prevented by simply saying aloud "wait is this a bad post?" before pulling the trigger

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