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– I played soccer from like age 7- age 12, and I hated every minute of it. I didn’t like the game, I didn’t like the other kids, I didn’t like practice and I didn’t like getting up early on Saturdays to go to games. I was also bad at it. I liked baseball a little more, but I was MUCH worse at it.
– I’ve added some new items to my store. At long last I have Lilineko’s hand crafted plush Chainsaw Unicorn hats and scarfs and Modest Medusa pillows in stock. These are new permanent items, and I’ll have them at upcoming shows as well. I also have the first two issues of Combine (featuring Ghost Kiss), my Asami Loves Korrra comic and teh new 24 Hour Modest Medusa book for sale. Check them all out in my store right here!
Mermaid math – If I have 10 cigarettes and smoke three how many are left?
Isn’t mermaid school where you study fish science? Charles can tutor her.
And the whole purpose of mermaid magic is to give you legs so you can play soccer. It all makes sense now.
Mermaid spell to turn tail into legs? Yes, that could be useful. Though Medusa might think otherwise the first time she stubs a toe.
You win.
Geez! Ekans’ must have seen some things. That one line aged her ten years.
That hundred meter stare…
He face is so perfect in that last panel 😛
Ugh. I remember when I was in high school in Switzerland how embarrassing it was for me to flail at the soccer ball being dribbled by my well-meaning village friends. There’s only one sport for me: mini golf.
It would be pretty hard for Modest to play soccer given that she has no feet to kick the ball. Then again she has five heads.
My naga species plays a game called BakaWu’Buhati. Sort of like soccer in that you are trying to get the ball in the other person’s net, but it’s played a bit more like volley ball because you can’t leave your triangle of the field, so you use your tail and hands to launch it over or around your opponent(s). Up to four teams at a time each in their own pie slice of the circular field. If too many goals are scored against your team, then you are out, last team left wins. Cross-team politics can get fierce because you can gang up to eliminate other teams first.
Honestly, I can’t decide if she would be practically unable to play soccer… or if her tail could swat the ball so powerfully that it might put the goaltender into a coma.
M.M. “Balancing the ball on my head is allowed, right?”
Coach: “Well it’s more like bouncing it, or head-butting it, but technically, yeah. Why?”
M.M. (Hair-snakes form a 4-sided “halo” shape above her head and securely hold the ball. Modest then extends her body taller than any of the kids can reach and slithers across the whole field towards the opponents’ goal at a leisurely pace.) Much whining from the other children ensues.
Coach: “Oooookay, new rule…”
Ha.
Soccer isn’t hell, Hell’s bound to be more interesting.
Can confirm, soccer is hell.
Probably biased by a broken foot, but it’s still hell.
“There is many a parent here today who looks on soccer as all fun, but moms, dads, it is all hell.” — William Sherman’s many time descendent
Yes indeed, Soccer is Hell.
It’s a sport where you can only use…your, uh…never-mind.
Ugh, I hated soccer. I was the tallest kid, with the worst depth perception, so I always wound up kicking whoever was in front of me, and never in a good way. So many girls wouldn’t talk to me after that…..
Baseball was my jam.
I’ll definitely want to hear that soccer story later. Unless I write it myself in a fan comic. Muahahaha