That would seem to be a bad combination

Tapewolf · July 19, 2009, 07:08:35 AM

http://www.anthrocon.org/node/4386#comment-33362

...I have to wonder what she was seeing?

Joe3210 · July 19, 2009, 02:43:12 PM

o.O

Probably the metallic bunny thing from some movie I can't seem to recall.

edit:
http://www.google.com/search?q=metallic+bunny
Oddly enough the name is "Donnie Darko."

Zina · July 19, 2009, 11:55:43 PM

That's the name of the movie. The dude in the rabbit suit is named Frank.

Darkmoon · July 20, 2009, 12:02:36 AM

Awesome, if fucking confusing, movie. Well worth watching.

Avoid the "sequel".

Sofox · July 20, 2009, 06:02:06 AM

Quote from: Zina on July 19, 2009, 11:55:43 PM
That's the name of the movie. The dude in the rabbit suit is named Frank.

That or Harvey.

Alondro · July 20, 2009, 10:22:05 AM

Quote from: Sofox on July 20, 2009, 06:02:06 AM
Quote from: Zina on July 19, 2009, 11:55:43 PM
That's the name of the movie. The dude in the rabbit suit is named Frank.

That or Harvey.

Yeah, but you can't see Harvey.

I would totally wear a fursuit if I knew I could send druggies into hysterics.

Lysander · July 20, 2009, 11:27:32 AM

Heh, awesome. Now I know to lay off the mushrooms and LSD when I manage to go to Anthrocon.

Joe3210 · July 20, 2009, 06:37:37 PM

Quote from: Lysander on July 20, 2009, 11:27:32 AM
Heh, awesome. Now I know to lay off the mushrooms and LSD when I manage to go to Anthrocon.

Yeah, that would be the best plan of action.

Tapewolf · July 20, 2009, 06:52:54 PM

Quote from: Lysander on July 20, 2009, 11:27:32 AM
Heh, awesome. Now I know to lay off the mushrooms and LSD when I manage to go to Anthrocon.

By this time the drink was beginning to cut the acid and my hallucinations were down to a tolerable level. The room service waiter had a vaguely reptilian cast to his features, but I was no longer seeing huge pterodactyls lumbering around the corridors in pools of fresh blood. The only problem now was a gigantic neon sign outside the window, blocking our view of the mountains - millions of colored balls running around a very complicated track, strange symbols and filigree, giving off a loud hum...

My attorney had gone back to watching television. The news was on again. Nixon's face filled the screen but his speech was hopelessly garbled. The only word I could make out was "Sacrifice." Over and over again: "Sacrifice... sacrifice... sacrifice..."

--Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Hunter S Thompson

Corgatha Taldorthar · July 20, 2009, 07:09:29 PM

Years ago, as an undergraduate, I had tried some LSD. The experience frightened me so that I've never tried a hallucinogen since. It wasn't just a bad trip, the stuff had affected my shadow-shifting capability. It is kind of a truism that we imagine a place, and then move, and are transported to our imaginings. Unfortunately, I was not in control of what I was imagining. Also unfortunately, I was transported to those places. I panicked, and that only made things worse. I could have easily been destroyed, for I wandered in the dark jungles of my subconscious and spent time in the places where bad things dwell. I turned up on Julia's doorstep, whimpering, and was a nervous wreck for days.

The second chronicles of Amber, Sign of Chaos.