So with all the ish that Edward Elric goes through, did anyone else realize that a rock
is the thing that leaves a scar
FOR 21 EPISODES.
That’s a third of the series. For a third of the series- with every fight and battle that the Fullmetal Alchemist is in, it’s a ROCK that marks him for a third of the series.
Actually !! The scar that ed has during the rest of the series isn’t from a rock. He first gets it in his fight with the Slicer brothers in Episode 8:
and then we see him bleeding on his forehead:
Episode 9 we see him with the bandages:
Episode 10 when travelling to Rush Valley and Dublith, the bandages are gone:
AND THEN in episode 13 we see him reopen it in his fight with Greed:
More bandages in Episode 14 and 15:
episode 16 – 20 no bandages:
and then in episode 21 he reopens the scar AGAIN when the rock hits him
episode 22:
again with them bandages: episode 23 – 31
episode 32 he has the scar now:
and then its finally healed in episode 44!!
it healed along with his wound from getting impaled
both brotherhood and arakawa are amazing at adding in details like this its amazing tbh
I’m going to save up for a new motorcycle by running a scam where I bet straight dudes at bars twenty bucks that I can get a girl’s number in under five minutes and then politely walk up her and say, “I just bet that asshole twenty bucks that I could get your number. I’ll split it with you if you pretend to laugh like I just said a good pick up line and then write a fake number on my hand.”
Like, I never understood those kind of bets in those shitty teen movies. Everybody loves being part of a scheme, man. Use your head.
If anyone ever does this to me I’ll call them out on being a con artist.
Joke’s on you, buddy. That’ll only have consequences the first, what, couple dozen times? I can take a punch.
But then eventually, I’ll have money for the bike, and whenever I get called out, I’ll just speed off, and, sure, maybe I crash and die in a gutter and the police can’t figure out why I have hundreds of fake phone numbers stuffed in my jacket and it launches a huge investigation that becomes sort of a local legend, but you know whose problem that is? Not fucking mine.
Because I’m a slutty motorcycle ghost, and who’s gonna’ stop me then? The ghost cops? Nice try. Everybody knows cops can’t become ghosts because they just go straight to hell. It’s basic math.
Moral of the story, don’t be a con artist or you will die in a horrible accident and become a lonely ghost.
First of all, don’t you ever accuse me of having morals, narrative or otherwise, ever again.
And second, where did I say I’d be lonely? I’d be a ghost on a motorcycle. That’s the sexiest thing that there is. You look me in the eyes and tell me you wouldn’t bone Ghostrider. Look me in the goddamn eyes.
Writing Advice: it doesn’t matter if an idea has been done before. It’s never been done by you. So long as you do it well, and in your own way, it’s a wonderful contribution.
*slams fists on table*
THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED
*flips table*
BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS
*Kicks chair*
ENEMIES TO LOVERS
*throws lamp across room*
HELP I NEED A FAKE BOYFRIEND FOR MY EX’S WEDDING
*rips down the curtains*
THEY’RE FAMOUS AND THEIR FANS SHIP THEM
*clutches wine glass so hard it shatters in my fist*
THEY WERE ROOMMATES
oh my god they were roommates
AND THEY PINED MUTUALLY
YOU’RE FROM THE ROYAL FAMILY AND I AM JUST A SIMPLE SERVANT
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