Check out Ann Leckie’s Ancillary Justice series.
For a long while you’re not actually sure what species the characters are, what their defining features are, if they even have gender, and/or how many limbs they have.
You just know what they’re like from their cutting remarks to one another.
It’s a series that focuses solely on plot and has a very loose definition of identity (and it’s awesome)
“neilty son”, aww cute name
“He kept saying that a stick insect had gone up his shorts, and it was for the good of all insectdom for us to find it and document its secretions.”
Arrested Development: “It’s balls”
I knew it, before I even clicked, I knew it
what is that game about
like, how do you win
Your concise analysis has warmed this reader’s heart today, my good fellow
I wonder if anyone remembers what Lisa Maffia told them in 2003?
I know, what a dick right
no idea, I just remember a dramatic increase in my online time around that period. Also my dad going around drilling holes everywhere so that we could run a cable to everyone’s room back in the days when you assembled a PC from parts you found at a car boot sale
back in '12 for me, we switched to cable and suddenly we had a landline and internet at the same time – it was genuinely crazy
I would raise and contort my hand in sync with the dial-up tones when my friend was around to convince them I was a shaman
“One does not simply access the worldy wider web, my child. You have to sing to it.”
who does most of the talking? and which of you is most skilled in bed? Or do you all benefit from physical feats
I took it more like galactic credits are banned on Tatooine , and no trader who didn’t want any trouble with the Hutts would be dealing with them. Taking them on would be a world of trouble, like fencing stolen goods
I dont get how snakes breathe
Edit: yes I do now
His lungs apparently are somehow just warping around it