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Pinned
Ugh, another day on this rock.
February 3, 2026 at 1:43 PM
Ugh, another day on this rock.
Can somebody shut their shark up?
February 2, 2026 at 2:14 PM
Can somebody shut their shark up?
Stolen, like most of Rocket’s goodies.
January 30, 2026 at 4:14 PM
Stolen, like most of Rocket’s goodies.
The bar.
Lead the way.
Lead the way.
Considering his body is essentially an extreme healing factor that outshines Wolverine & Deadpool…
Where’s the alcohol…
Where’s the alcohol…
Alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.
And maybe a few drugs.
And maybe a few drugs.
January 27, 2026 at 3:31 AM
The bar.
Lead the way.
Lead the way.
Alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.
And maybe a few drugs.
And maybe a few drugs.
What does the wise furry creature advise to turn the frown upside down?
See? Being a downer.
January 27, 2026 at 3:26 AM
Alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.
And maybe a few drugs.
And maybe a few drugs.
See? Being a downer.
No that’s just his cancer speaking…
Tell that to Deadpool.
January 27, 2026 at 3:03 AM
See? Being a downer.
Tell that to Deadpool.
Dying multiple times and coming back will do that to anyone.
Is he always this big of a downer?
January 27, 2026 at 2:49 AM
Tell that to Deadpool.
Is he always this big of a downer?
If anyone needs him…
Reach out to him.
Life is fragile…
And it is not fair…
And maybe soon…
Life will be broken…
Reach out to him.
Life is fragile…
And it is not fair…
And maybe soon…
Life will be broken…
January 27, 2026 at 2:42 AM
Is he always this big of a downer?
“Correct. He’s stupid because he doesn’t listen.” The kid was sorta getting it. “Plus, I’m pretty sure cosmic rays microwaved his brain.”
Clarice blanched. "Why? Are they stupid?"
“Oh? And how does a human learn? Cause I got a terran like you on my ship and I’m pretty sure he’s never learned a thing in his flarkin’ life.”
January 26, 2026 at 2:14 AM
“Correct. He’s stupid because he doesn’t listen.” The kid was sorta getting it. “Plus, I’m pretty sure cosmic rays microwaved his brain.”
Then you better unsneeze it cause I’m not gonna sit in the snow.
January 25, 2026 at 2:31 PM
Then you better unsneeze it cause I’m not gonna sit in the snow.
It’s so flarkin’ cold out my tail has frost.
January 25, 2026 at 2:27 PM
It’s so flarkin’ cold out my tail has frost.
What the flark is Bitcoin?
To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Bitcoin. Its future applications are extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of computing and economics most of its possible functions will go over a typical investor’s head.
January 25, 2026 at 3:31 AM
What the flark is Bitcoin?
“Oh? And how does a human learn? Cause I got a terran like you on my ship and I’m pretty sure he’s never learned a thing in his flarkin’ life.”
"That's only one kind of learning... And I don't learn like your guy-tree. I learn like a human. Observation is only one form of getting smarter!"
“HE,” Rocket corrected, hands held behind his back. “He learns by experience and by listening to what I say.”
January 25, 2026 at 3:07 AM
“Oh? And how does a human learn? Cause I got a terran like you on my ship and I’m pretty sure he’s never learned a thing in his flarkin’ life.”
Pass the bottle then.
It’s a very valid coping mechanism. Spans galaxies.
Hell, Rocket was wrong. They do got something in common!
January 24, 2026 at 2:53 AM
Pass the bottle then.
Hell, Rocket was wrong. They do got something in common!
He’s drunk again. It’s how he copes.
January 24, 2026 at 2:39 AM
Hell, Rocket was wrong. They do got something in common!
“Who the flark are all these people?”
January 24, 2026 at 2:30 AM
“Who the flark are all these people?”
“HE,” Rocket corrected, hands held behind his back. “He learns by experience and by listening to what I say.”
"But how does it learn is not from questions?"
Jeez, kids were hard to please.
“‘Cause, kid, the tree is the most reliable one outta all of them. Big, tough, and doesn’t ask me a buncha stupid questions.”
“‘Cause, kid, the tree is the most reliable one outta all of them. Big, tough, and doesn’t ask me a buncha stupid questions.”
January 24, 2026 at 2:05 AM
“HE,” Rocket corrected, hands held behind his back. “He learns by experience and by listening to what I say.”
Jeez, kids were hard to please.
“‘Cause, kid, the tree is the most reliable one outta all of them. Big, tough, and doesn’t ask me a buncha stupid questions.”
“‘Cause, kid, the tree is the most reliable one outta all of them. Big, tough, and doesn’t ask me a buncha stupid questions.”
"A tree?" her tone extremely judgmental. "Why a tree?"
“Hey now, I might not have parents but I got a family. Family is who you choose. In my case, it’s a giant tree and a buncha flarkin’ humanoid morons.”
January 23, 2026 at 9:35 PM
Jeez, kids were hard to please.
“‘Cause, kid, the tree is the most reliable one outta all of them. Big, tough, and doesn’t ask me a buncha stupid questions.”
“‘Cause, kid, the tree is the most reliable one outta all of them. Big, tough, and doesn’t ask me a buncha stupid questions.”
“Hey now, I might not have parents but I got a family. Family is who you choose. In my case, it’s a giant tree and a buncha flarkin’ humanoid morons.”
"People without families are the saddest people I've met," her tone earnest and her frown deepening. "Everyone needs a family."
The question caught him off guard, eyebrows raising slightly. “No. Are you sad?”
Another half-lie but one he refused to linger on.
Another half-lie but one he refused to linger on.
January 23, 2026 at 7:02 PM
“Hey now, I might not have parents but I got a family. Family is who you choose. In my case, it’s a giant tree and a buncha flarkin’ humanoid morons.”
He’s awake. His fur is matted on his cheek.
January 23, 2026 at 12:44 PM
He’s awake. His fur is matted on his cheek.
Some of us are tryin’ to sleep. STOP MAKIN’ SO MUCH NOISE.
January 23, 2026 at 8:38 AM
Some of us are tryin’ to sleep. STOP MAKIN’ SO MUCH NOISE.
The question caught him off guard, eyebrows raising slightly. “No. Are you sad?”
Another half-lie but one he refused to linger on.
Another half-lie but one he refused to linger on.
Clarice frowned at the weird talking fuzzy thing. "That's sad. Are you sad?"
Blink. Blink.
“I’m happy for ya, kid. Where I come from, we don’t have parents either.”
It was a half-lie that Rocket hadn’t truly taken the time to think about. He did have parents… in a sense. Whatever had been torn apart and stitched back together to make him, they had had parents.
“I’m happy for ya, kid. Where I come from, we don’t have parents either.”
It was a half-lie that Rocket hadn’t truly taken the time to think about. He did have parents… in a sense. Whatever had been torn apart and stitched back together to make him, they had had parents.
January 23, 2026 at 8:27 AM
The question caught him off guard, eyebrows raising slightly. “No. Are you sad?”
Another half-lie but one he refused to linger on.
Another half-lie but one he refused to linger on.