From the desk of a soulless ginger

Regarding yesterday's incredibly depressing post: I don't take a word of it back. But I will admit, there's something glitchy about me. I will post that sort of thing from time to time. One might say it's a side effect of the oh-so-enjoyable chemical imbalances my big giant brain suffers from.

But never fear, invisible audience! I'll be right back to posting incoherent rants about male domination and random stupid things as soon as the muse (if there is one for those sort of things [Ed. note: there isn't]) decides to pay a visit!

I win!

So, to settle the ongoing debate amongst fans of Death Note on whether the character Mello is male or female (let's assume a binary stance on gender just for this post, mmkay?), I present my evidence:

I found Mello:



Mmmmmhmmm. Yep. That's right. Maddona is just Mello's stage name when SHE moonlights as a performer, because of course, with Mello's dramatic flair, it makes all makes sense now! Doesn't it? DOESN'T IT?!

Compare, my dear invisible audience:








AMIRITE LAWLZ?


Credits to the excellent Noelisa for the beautiful Mello drawing

The chat logs, part the first

Composite Creature: I hate cabaret bellydancers sometimes.

Glow: Aha?

Composite Creature: Yeah. They're all OMG LOOK AT ME I'M A PRETTY WIGGLY SEXBOT! I HAVE BOOOOOBS!

Glow: Sexbot? These boots are made for walking...

Composite Creature: One of these days these boots are gonna STOMP ALL OVER YOUUUU! [channeling Megadeth, circa 1985]

Glow: Actually these boots live a sedentary life. They like it under my desktop.

Composite Creature: My boots are for kicking patriarchal ass in the feminist revolution.

Glow: lol

Composite Creature: So yeah, they live under my computer.

Glow: LOL