Prolly why he’s one of my favorite characters in the series.
“Okay, there’s that girl, Holly Perry, you know, she transferred from Polk?” Marco said from his seat on one of the big bales of hay in my barn. “I want my Chee to ask her out for me. I tried a couple of times, but this thing happened with my voice.”
“He started clucking like the chicken he is,” Rachel commented.
“Holly Perry. No problem,” Erek the Chee told Marco. “It’s not like we have anything else to do but work on your love life. Yeah, the Chee who plays you will also hold down his regular full-time job as a restaurant manager, but hey, your love life comes first.”
Marco nodded. “Good. As long as we have our priorities clear.”
|—||Animorphs #34: The Prophecy (via nerd88)|
“Really, it’s not a problem,” I protested. “I’ve just had a lousy couple of weeks, that’s all. I’ll get over it. Trust me on this.”
“Maybe you need to talk to somebody,” Cassie suggested. “Like a professional.”
“Yeah, Cassie. ‘Uh, Doctor Freud? My dad’s thinking about remarrying. See, he thinks my mom is dead, but she’s not. She’s actually a slave to an alien race trying to conquer the planet. And did I mention the fact that I’m fighting this alien invasion myself? That I do it by turning into animals? Say what? What size strait-jacket do I wear?’”
“Well, okay,” Cassie replied gently. “But what about us? We are your friends, Marco. You can talk to us. Keeping stuff all locked inside is what makes you get so stressed.”
“Cassie, everyone here has problems. Ax is the only member of his species within a trillion miles who’s not a Controller; you’re a pacifist who spends half her time battling aliens; Jake is just a dumb jock trying to play General Eisenhower; Rachel is about three millimeters away from morphing permanently into the Terminator; and, oh, by the way, Tobias is a bird who lives in a tree and eats mice for breakfast. We all have problems. We are not exactly the poster children for Mental Health week.”
“Dumb jock? Excuse me?”
“The point is we’re all hanging on by our fingernails. What right do I have to go nuts?”
Cassie shrugged. “As much right as anyone.”
|—||Animorphs #35: The Proposal (via nerd88)|
remember these books?
That’s a watermelon and you know it. Would people STOP posting these racist covers? Or else just go be racist elsewhere and leave our tag clean of it. God damn.
<What kind of creatures are these?> It was Ax. He sounded terrified. Terrified. <They have no self! I was lost! There was nothing to hold onto. They are not whole. They are only parts, like cells. Just pieces. What kind of foul creatures are these?>
— exactly what creeps me out about social insects
NO I HAVE THINGS TO DO TONIGHT
I WILL NOT LET YOU DROWN ME
Mun: How about other forms of asphyxiation like… millions of unhosted Yeerks being shuttled out into space?
So I dug my books out of my dad’s garage and for some reason I’m missing my original copies of 9-13. I have no idea what might have happened to them because all of the books were in the same box. I have 9-12 thanks to my thrift shopping finds, but no 13, which is the one I really wanted to read. :(
I have a bunch of duplicates because I’ve been picking them up as I find them at thrift shops. My old copies of 1-8 are pretty battered, but I might do a giveaway for the other duplicates in good condition. That, or I’ll sell them on ebay. I have three copies of The Prophecy. Ain’t nobody need that much foretold.
Mun: I just found my copies, so keep reminding me and as I clean my shelves I’ll check :)
This sounds really fucking awesome.
Guys make headcanons about me.
what if someone wrote a book and the plot was basically amazing and the characters were awesome and at the end of the book, you’re dying to know what happens, all you see is a ripped page and the author actually did it on purpose and you’ll never know what happens because all the other published copies are like that too
calm down satan
Did you mean: Animorphs?
Erek laughed with his chrome dog’s muzzle. Then he was instantly serious again. ”I need to talk to you privately, Marco.”
“Well, I don’t have any secrets from Jake,” I said. ”I think that’s the basis of a good marriage: openness, honesty.”
- Animorphs #15, The Escape
<Come on. Now that was cool, admit it!> I told Jake.
<Yeah. That was cool.>
<We’re still our old selves, aren’t we? I mean, we haven’t changed. Not really. No matter what, right?>
<No, I mean it.> I realized I had grown very serious. I don’t know why, but I wanted Jake to agree with me. It was important to me. <We’re still just us. Nothing that happens can really change what you are. Right?>
We flapped side-by-side back to the others.
<Look, Marco,> Jake said wearily. <I’m not exactly a philosopher, okay?>
<Yeah. Well, I’m me, no matter what,> I said defiantly. <No matter how many morphs, no matter how many battles. No matter what. I’ll still be me. Everyone better accept that.>
Jake laughed a little. <Marco, if it makes you feel any better, you’ll always just be a punk to me.>
-Animorphs #15, The Escape
bird privilege is being able to make loud as fuck noises early in the morning without somebody calling the cops on you
Tobias needs to read this.