Then wiggle your eyebrows. Aggressively. Show them who's the eyebrow boss. Beat them to a pulp with your eyebrows. Browbeating shall become a literal term!
They can smell fear too, be sure to burn everything to mask any of it with the smell of napalm in the morning. Just in case.
@Lightning Fast Listen to more Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti.
That's pretty much what this whole thing is-- a book of lies and the daydreams an 8 year old androgynous girl with Marfan syndrome, throwing a keylime pie away like the National Guard in Florida. "Shucks, ain't this swell?" she says, almost having a fit, "She freaks out and hits Cassie!"
@Darcs I have no idea what you said and I love it.
(Gunna be working on a post for Jon soon, depicting the events of the event, though I encourage anyone who wants to post about it before hand to do so. The spiders will hit the garrison's first line of defense at 5:30 so I recommend pausing there and waiting to see what unfolds.)
>they're 'aliens' >they greentext outside of le halfchan >they aren't even inundated in earth internet customs >they aren't sentient, psychic, earth-born, cybernetic, trans-tree/fungi hybrids >they don't thrive off of starlight alone >they won't even live to be 30,000