A flash of light and a clap of thunder assaults your senses.

As your vision clears, this proud warrior stands before you.

“What year is it?” He demands.

“20- uh 2024?” You stammer.

The warrior stumbles as the words reach him, his world, his purpose crumbling. “Too late to save him… This time line is lost. Forgive me Harambe” he whispers to himself in anguish.

I used to sail the seas like freakin Luffy, but Netflix and Steam (plus becoming a wage earning adult) got me on the straight and narrow for a good long while. Then when all the different services started to compete I started dipping my toes in the water again with some sense of guilt. But after various struggles getting Netflix running in different locations I frequent and my parents not being able to use my account anymore, I have no shame flying the Jolly Roger.