Amos Burton is what everyone wants their big buff military men to be tbh. He knows how to walk in heels, he’s deeply and unapologetically violent, he’s good with kids, he finds people he trusts and sticks next to them like their lapdog pitbull that’s ready to tear out throats on a moments notice, he’s a momma’s boy, his sexuality is “i ain’t reading all those labels good for you or I’m sorry that happened”, he’s drawn to found family sisters like a moth to flame, whenever he is treated with genuine kindness he looks like a deer in the headlights, he’s great
unfortunately dnd podcasts have already peaked, specifically in 2015 when griffin mcelroy named an npc “garfield the deals warlock” but forgot to describe how he looked in the slightest so the entire collective fandom decided it was just straight up garfield the orange cat
There’s something really disturbing about Flood combat forms retaining their host bodies’ clothing and armor, because it drives home the scariest thing about The Flood: Your identity means nothing to it. It doesn’t care. All will be consumed, flesh and mind twisted and assimilated, and nobody is safe or immune.
It doesn’t matter whether you’re a soldier or civilian, rich or poor, human or Covenant: We’re all equally edible.
