Vertical oval eyes. Bloated cheeks. Long, drooping whiskers. None of this looks like a rabbit, and yet there’s really nothing else it could be. 3/10
Google
Your basic cartoon bun. Unambitiously drawn. I don’t know if I’d watch his Saturday morning program, but I’d respect its existence. 7/10
Microsoft
Heavy black lines and oddly geometric construction. This is a cold, unwelcoming rabbit, less the fluffy animal, more the abstract construction of Rabbitdom. 4/10
Samsung
This is basically the Google one except he’s not having a good time. 5/10
LG
A rabbity rabbit, more like the actual animal than any we’ve seen so far! His expression is neutral, mildly anxious, as rabbits tend to be. I could see myself giving him a gentle scritch on the forehead. His eyes are in the wrong place, though. 8/10
HTC
This is what fighter pilots paint on their planes after shooting down a hostile rabbit. 5/10
Facebook
This rabbit looks friendly, but… too friendly, you get me? I feel like I’d tell him my problems but then I’d regret it. 6/10
EmojiOne
This is a mouse. 8/10 because it’s a cute mouse.
Emojidex
0/10
Mozilla
I like this rabbit. He’s a rebel. So is the Emojidex rabbit, I suppose, but let’s face it, the Mozilla rabbit is a more palatablekind of rebel. He wears a leather jacket. His ears are bending to the side because he’s doing a sick turn on his motorcycle. 10/10
Please also rate the noto rabbit.
This is the Mozilla rabbit’s girlfriend. She lets him think he’s the cool one, but only because everyone knows the truth. Her ears are bending the other way because she’s sitting backwards on the motorcycle. 11/10
How come world-famous rock stars never have normal college degrees? You never see a bassist with a BA in English, or whatever – it’s always either they never finished high school or they’ve got, like, a doctorate in astrophysics. There’s no middle ground.
So we got an Amazon Echo and we changed the wake word to “Computer” and now I feel like I’m on the Enterprise all the time. Additionally, whenever I watch Star Trek, she only responds to “computer” when Data says it and it’s kind of adorable. Not Picard, not La Forge, not Troi, not Dr. Crusher, not Riker. Not anyone but Data. The other night Data asked his Computer what the time was and my Computer told him it was 10:47. Watching Star Trek is even more fun now
so i was in a lecture yesterday, on the romantic poets, and my teacher said, “byron and percy shelley and all of them, they want you to think that they’re sexy. don’t believe them”
probably the weirdest information about star wars i could give you is that the death star garbage compactor monster from episode 4 was sentient, was force sensitive, and it wasn’t trying to eat luke – it was trying to baptise him
to everybody wondering, no, im sorry, Omi did not escape the death star. she died when it was destroyed, just as she foresaw in her visions.
as a sort of silver lining, through the grace of the force she was able to accept her fate and wondered what she would be in the next life, as her culture believed in reincarnation.