Caudle - Bookish Bat

@caudlewag.bsky.social

In your Belfry 30+ Audio Designer, Writer and Voice Actor

I think about this a lot. When you ask which character has the strongest Toonforce, if your answer is not Bugs Bunny you are wrong. Imagine you're one of God's greatest hunters, and nobody knows that because a random bunny got too sassy....

@sfkissinger.bsky.social · 2d ago

Nimrod is a Biblical reference. The main thing said about him is that he was a mighty hunter. Bugs calling Fudd a Nimrod was meant to be sarcasm. Instead it *changed the English language* to make nimrod a synonym for idiot.

I can't believe I've been working on this scifi project for nearly a year. HA it's mostly been pre-production story-bible nonsense, but I can't think of no better starting gun for it than the one year mark of tinkering. ... I'mma need voice actors...And readers... dossierdeliverydog@gmail.com

Caudle - Bashful Bat@secretcaudle.bsky.social · 11mo ago

Somewhere...deep in the depths of space, surrounded by a great nothing where much once spun, there lies a planet with rings not its own. Something incredibly stupid is about to happen there.

It's super funny to me that the Avatar (the last airbender) franchise has trouble making it to live action because the second they give it a higher budget than a cartoon nobody in charge actually wants to be as politically charged as Avatar is, they just want a fantasy show for their portfolio.

It would be...extremely nice to go a week without a horrible nightmare I'm trapped somewhere against my will... This week the brain goblins at the dream factory have been particularly active with their pitchforks...

It is...almost 6am...and I have been unable to sleep... BAH...I would like to lodge a formal complaint to whatever yahoo upstairs decided that a clean brain makes for good sleep, but the only way to clean your brain...is to sleep. What's the big idea? Who's the wise guy? I just wanna talk.

*The tongue trailing those dark lips are how you know he's not really listening, a flash of ivory and and thick, undulating pink tells you your stuttering platitudes go nowhere. His mind's on your taste, your squirming against muscles of his throat, his covetous insides. You swallowed whole.*

It's been two years since Forest passed away, and I miss him quite dearly. Though I think proper grief should be feeling the warmth of a friend's temporary existence, rather than lingering in the cold of their absence. I'll always remember when he introduced me to the skunk club. Much love wuff.

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