♣ mediated by @calliOpe
WRITING THIS DOWN.
IN LIGHT OF NEW INFORMATION. I WON'T BE SELLING.
HGGHHHGHHWH. WHA. #NANI.
WHAT WAS THAT.
IT’S COLD IN HERE. QUIT FUCKING WITH THE THERMOSTAT @charmeuseCaressing. ON PAIN OF DOUBLE DEATH.
😅😀😀 what the fuck 😃😃😅 🫵 the fuck is that grrrosssssss she-jerky???? is that what i fffffucking think it is???? you know wishbones are just CALLED that right? they dont ACTUALLY bestow any magical properties just an FYI youseletter 🫵 😃 i hope you know what the hell youre doing 🥲 🫥 because i sure as fuck dont??? like…??????? 🫥
i think they make preservatives f0r that sort 0f thing now
FUCK THIS PLACE. I DON’T NEED YOU. I DON’T NEED ANY OF YOU. YOU WANT SOMETHING DONE RIGHT. YOU DO IT YOURSELF.
Merry #VoreDay the First, to the enlightened. Theme of today's illustrative clash is, naturally, in line with the holiday: 7th of August — The Eater. Our commissioner would like to remain anonymous. Aside from a small, Junior-dequirked message to a very unlucky victim, which follows. @imJunior: Anonymize this missive. ==> Having glimpsed my unenviable fate in the certain future, I would like to exercise some small control over the here and the now and the torment to come. This will be finished at just the right moment to make him furious. Crazy. But hey. An artist has to make a living. So butter your biscuits and get straight nasty on the click-through. This sucker only loops once, per commissioner's orders, so rewatches are manual... And they say that #sadism is dead.
I hear you’re heaaarrt beat to the beat of the drum! (Thump (just one)) Oh what a shame that you came here with someone
Hm!
There's something uniquely intriguing about beings that exist outside linear time reciting poetry about human extinction as a comfort. Imagine a frothy wave from a tentacle the size of a spiral galaxy, brushing one's dream self's mind to whisper about robins and frogs. The morbidity is still particularly enthralling. "Not one will know of the war, not one / Will care at last when it is done." Charming bedside manner, really. Enough to inspire conniptions.
W͇e͇ a͇r͇e͇ q͇u͇i͇t͇e͇ s͇h͇y͇ o͇f͇ t͇h͇i͇s͇ a͇t͇t͇r͇i͇b͇u͇t͇e͇ o͇f͇ o͇u͇r͇s͇. Y͇e͇t͇ o͇t͇h͇e͇r͇s͇ h͇a͇v͇e͇ b͇e͇e͇n͇ v͇e͇r͇y͇ k͇i͇n͇d͇. Y͇o͇u͇ a͇r͇e͇ n͇o͇ e͇x͇c͇e͇p͇t͇i͇o͇n͇.