[POD ME!!!] Ah pods...lovely, lovely pods. The joyful anticipation, watching them break open. The acrid smell filling your lungs as the inner membrane tears. The momentary blur of some tentacled monstrosity flashing in front of your face. The slight pressure drilling into your skull. And the bliss. The sweet, sweet bliss of knowing you can serve the pod, help the pod, feed the pod, and help others join the pod.
Maybe it's just that spring is in the air and that makes me think of happy times...and pods. images/Drawings/Sketches/pod.png