You know, the geeky bloke that created the Thunderbirds machines!
I am not sure what to do about such an interesting occasion.
I’d love to make art, but I wouldn’t know what to draw for him.
I’d love to write him a story, but I wouldn’t know what to write for him.
And before you say “Shut up, he’s just an obscure fictional character!”, know that this isn’t some terrible addiction to other worlds because I’m a fat, lifeless slob.
It’s a mild addiction to other worlds because I’m a slightly overweight dreamer who can’t prioritize life with dreaming.