For added comedy purposes, what if there’s a Theodore in GW2 verse that Meowdred traveled to.
He’s human and decidedly boring because he’s a warrior (lol), and he’s been roped into fighting on the army side of things with the Vigil. But eventually the story from all 3 branches met up, and Meowdred was like O.O who’s this??
And it’s [Griffin McElroy voice] the SAAAAAME Theodore. Competent but lazy. Trudges along. Will do what you tell him to with minimum viable seriousness. Wants to be elsewhere constantly. Meh, he says, about the undead dragon destroying the world. But he’s here. He’s fighting it. On whose behest he won’t say. Meowdred said, “Is there someone you wanted to protect?” And hyur– uh, human bizarro Theodore said “Mind your own business” so that was its own affirmative.
Unfortunately, human Theodore just thought this abominable hybrid of a human and a charr who talked like a madman was…well, a madman. So they’re in a weird kind of depressed guy and the manic pixie prophet he REALLY didn’t like, right now.
Meowdred meanwhile just thought it was funny (and also VERY endearing) that there was a bizarro Theodore and they met again in this totally different universe.
This Theodore will, of course, be the one who does all the Living World content when Meowdred flies home to his galaxy.
Real.
And Meowdred ate crab for snacks.
bralettesandkisses-deactivated2:
hey just a reminder that it’s completely normal to not be experienced with dating and sex even in your twenties and that doesn’t make you weird or lame ✌️
“if you take medication for that, you’ll be taking medication all your life!!” yeah, and?? bud, i already put on my glasses every morning. it’s like. a condition of mine, not a side hobby i’m pursuing irresponsibly.
and the thrilling sequel: “taking meds for that is the easy way out!” right you are my dude, i’m a huge fan of not making things harder than they have to be
Just remember if you suffer from melancholy and must run away to the sea for your health that you should also wear sunscreen
i dont understand how i can get so much joy from covering my pets with blankets and watching the lump move around
it fucking sucks how you can do all the therapy and self healing in the world and you still have to wake up living under a capitalist death cult that’s killed community and crushes your soul
congrats you want to live and be happy
bad news the world doesn’t want that for you
I’ll still love fully and crawl to hope until my body gives out anyway I guess
Meowdred was so good about telling his loved ones where he was and for how long in his home galaxy but in Tyria (GW2) he’s. Horrendous.
There’s 10 levels between plot points so I imagine he’d fuck off into the blue yonder and exploring and doing his own “research”.
He doesn’t know that he’s repeating Azem’s worst habits. But that’s OK. His now-boss – or the closest person who can claim that he’s his boss – installed a GPS into the cat eared robot Meowdred was obsessed with and had it ping him whenever he had a message. Meowdred wasn’t good enough of a computer whiz to uninstall it but he refused to abandon Professor Mew.
So in GW2, robots that fulfilled certain functions would sometimes have names like Heal-o-Tron or Mine-o-Tron or whatever.
Meowdred after meeting one: Is there a Fuck-o-Tron?
Engineer: How dare you ask such a question. Of COURSE we do.
