prokopetz:

I swear my favourite stupid trope is very inhuman characters with very mundane and relatable personalities. Like, imagine a hive-mind colony of scuttling posthuman cyborgs whose faces are immobile masks with eyes of piercing flame and whose voices whisper terrible secrets in skin-crawling polyphony, but personality-wise they’re basically a Suburban Garage Sale Dad. Come on in and sit for a while, they made brownies! (They can’t actually eat the brownies – they just enjoy the process of baking them, and hey, more for guests that way.)