The Gorgon
Cactuar Joe
Cactuar Joe
CactuarJoe@retro.pizza

Little known fact, Christopher Lee couldn't go to the beach because people kept mistaking him for those long folding lounge chairs. Woke up once to find a young lady tanning on him. #Monsterdon

Srol
Srol
srol@mellified.men

He's slightly better at staying alive than Ratoff is at killing people. Doesn't say much, they're both pretty bad at it. #monsterdon

nev
nev
nev@bananachips.club

are they actually gonna have Carla be the Gorgon? i thought "that would be cool but they're not gonna do it" but ARE THEY

#Monsterdon

Log πŸͺ΅
Log πŸͺ΅
log@mastodon.sdf.org

"I neither believe it, nor disbelieve it. I have trained my mind into a third, nonbinary state that allows me to operate entirely on nonsense." #monsterdon

LuciaG
LuciaG
LuciaG@wandering.shop

#Monsterdon According to the hubs β€œThis is why autistic people would survive, we don’t go around looking everyone in the eye.”

Then we brainstormed a story in which gorgons go around gorgonizing everyone and only autistic people are left, much to the gorgon’s frustration.

I’ll put this idea in my idea file.

Hollie
Hollie
hollie@social.coop

This has nothing to do with #Monsterdon but people on Mastodon always say they love when folks share weird little nerdy thing about themselves, so since they keep saying "Nemerov" I want to just say that Howard Nemerov is one of my favorite poets. His poem Storm Windows made me emotional when I was 17 and read it for the first time. Years later I thought it couldn't have been that good, but I found it again, and again it made my heart clutch, and since then it's been one of my favorite poems.

Overdrawn at the Gravitas Bank
Overdrawn at the Gravitas Bank
EmptySet@dobbs.town

Presumably, all of the higher-ranked men had been classically educated and had been assigned Ovid's "The Metamorphoses".

(Einstein had to get Latin tutoring to pass the entrance exams for a Swiss technical college.)

#monsterdon

Ben Zanin
Ben Zanin
gnomon

_Heitz exhumes a shallow grave, prizes open its cheap pine lid with trembling hands, and gazes with a broken heart full of terror at the petrified face of his father_

*cough*

STONE COLD DAD