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A very clingy, social, obsessive and unloyal woman. Moves around quickly when it comes to guys and is very touchy with many guys at once. Makes friends easily and is very hot but takes advantage of her guy skills and hot body.
She’s so hot. She’s surely a Badel.
badel by abcdefg129 November 22, 2021
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A Kind, Funny, Caring Guy, Who respects People.
Josh is so caring. He’s such a. Badel
Badel by Badell420 January 17, 2023
Badgelor is a giant homicidal war badger from the "Mayor of Noobtown" series of Litrpg books. He shoots lasers out of his eyes, and delivers presents to everyones' booby trapped houses on the night before Grebthar's day.

Presently, he has teamed up with Jim (hapless noob, riding on the fame of everyone's favorite curious puppy) to kill the betrayer: Charles.
'Badgelor has been patient, or at least as patient as a homicidal badger can be. With the celebration of Grebthar Day, it's finally time to go get Charles! Nothing is going to stop Jim and his companions, not even the signs of the Dark Overlord's return. This adventure could be Windfall's greatest yet, or it could be its absolute downfall.' -- Dungeon of Noobs
badgelor by BrainSlugs83 June 27, 2021

BadEndFriends 

Childhood cartoon characters that have suffered through major trauma and have transformed into a twisted version of themselves. There is a very short list of real BEFs, while many that are added by fans are unworthy of the title.
Bipper, a Dipper Pines possessed by Bill Cipher is one of the BadEndFriends.
BadEndFriends by FrostBeast5 October 29, 2019

badillion 

A very large number. Some think it is equal to 1 dabillion to the dabillionth power. Also equal to the highest number you can think of +1. The desired sum within your bank account. Not to be confused with 1 bajillion, which is obviously made up.
How many friends do you have?
Like, a badillion, I think.
No way.
badillion by jtommyh April 23, 2021

babel fish 

The Babel fish is small yellow and leech-like, and probably the oddest thing in the Universe. It feeds on brainwave energy received not from its own carrier, but from those around it. It absorbs all unconscious mental frequencies from this brainwave energy to nourish itself with. It then excretes into the mind of its carrier a telepathic matrix formed by combining the unconscious thought frequencies with nerve signals picked up from the speech centres of the brain which has supplied them.

The practical upshot of this is that if you stick a Babel fish in your ear you can instantly understand anything said to you in any form of language. The speech patterns you actually hear decode the brainwave matrix which has been fed into your mind by your Babel fish.

Now it is such a bizarrely improbable coincidence that anything so mindbogglingly useful could have evolved purely by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as a final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God.

The argument goes something like this: "I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing."

"But," says Man, "the Babel fish is a dead giveaway isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves that you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED."

"Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly disappears in a puff of logic.

"Oh, that was easy," says Man, and for an encore goes on to prove that black is whte and gets himself killed on the next zebra crossing.

Most leading theologians claim that this argument is a load of dingo's kidneys, but that did not stop Oolon Colluphid making a small fortune when he used it as the central theme of his best selling book 'Well That About Wraps It Up For God'.

Meanwhile, the poor Babel fish, by effectively removing all barriers to communication between different race and cultures, has caused more and bloodier wars than anything else in the history of creation.
"Ford..."
"Yes?"
"What's this fish doing in my ear?!"
babel fish by Douglas Adams' Ghost February 17, 2005