E%patriate Darkleer
@carnifexTerminator
Former executor.
D — The discussion of pailing season worries me none. They'll never find me. #nsfw —>
Y9u sh9uld pr96a6ly tag that with #nsfw since this is pailing 6eing talked a69ut here.
N9t safe f9r w9rk. 6asically stuff that w9uld 6e c9nsidered sexual in nature.
BINGLE-BONGLE DINGLE-DANGLE YICKEDY-DOO YICKEDY-DA PING-PONG LIPPY-TAPPY TOO-TA
:33 < made this on a discord call with equius. did i want to embarrass him? a little. :33 [nepeta uploads a video called "sgrub hype edit equius - after dark by mr. kitty." it is a compilation of equius brooding to a dark synth backing. it opens with low-resolution alternia-era photos of equius standing awkwardly around. then. a heavy black-and-white filter. the words: "d---> strength without mercy is tragedy." flash violently onto the scr33n in indigo. then, the beat drops as the song turns into the drift phonk remix. there are dozens of poorly done cuts, rapid desyncs. equius firing arrows, snapping objects accidentally reframed as though it were a d33p cut 'hard' moment. equius's nervous sweating reframed as masculine exhaustion. "he was built wrong for a world too weak!" the footage is equius obliterating tea cups, crying while apologizing to a hoofbeast, sweating in a collared shirt, he is clearly maturing at this point. eventually, the song drops. a slowed clip, the only video evidence nepeta has of equius smiling, is zoomed in. 400%. spark particles. the audio changes in total whiplash to "you'll be in my heart." the word "platonically" flashes on the scr33n. then. "don't get any ideas." the edit goes from overly masculine "grindset to equius's good acts. repairing what he's broken, tavros's legs, him working hard on a project (ignore that it is aradiabot). then, it cuts forward to some of his earth c acts. lifting a human's scuttlebuggy so he can change the tire, gently turning a crystal doorhandle and managing to take care not to explode it.]
꒰this goes hard feel free to screenshot꒱
D — I'm not sure I fully understand all of the... things happening on screen in the beginning. However. This is quite a sweet message. —>
D — Apologies. I will keep my distance if my presence is unwelcome. —>
:33 < no, you're okay! i just didn't think you'd be on chittr. this is like m33ting a myth!
D — Thank you. I think. —> D — The Marquise strongly convinced me to create an account. So far I am unconvinced that it will be a mainstay in my life. But I am meeting some. Very interesting people. So far. —>
:33 < oh. well you're always welcome. sounds like you're still on alternia? or...?
I'm not hard to rizz, the issue is if I actually notice you're trying to rizz me.
yea)(, on account of tryin to look over t)(ose mountains you call pectorals, LMAO
D — Where w001d I view these aforementioned pectorals. Hypothetically speaking. —>
tagged em for ya buddy #broselfiestrider
D — I saw posts earlier of smashing or passing and w001d like to join in on the trend if I am not t00 1ate. —> D — I like to smash boulders with my fists to blow off steam after a partic001arly ta%ing day. I enjoy watching locomotives pass by, because I find the sound of their chugging very therapeutic. —> D — #smashorpass #amIdoingthisright —>
i mean technically? its more like... pail or fail i guess wvould be a better term #suggestive
D — Oh, I see. Is this a common pastime? I'm afraid I'm woefully out of touch with the youth. —>
you never cease to amuse me, darkleer.
D — C001d I please stop amusing you. Your Majesty. It makes me feel. Sweaty. —>
no. never c)(ange. and... keep an eye out for an impostor runnin around. )(e looks like you, but wears suits, and operates on complete restraint. dont )(esitate to put )(im in )(is place if you see )(im. empress's orders.
D — Though I'm here now, I have yet to understand the purpose of this website. It seems that all people do is catalogue whatever pointless thought comes to their thinkpan. Is that not what personal journals are for? —>
D — I suppose I c001d see how a diary might not be as e%citing as the ability to receive real time feedback from others. —>
D — Yes, Marquise, I can see you hating my te%ts. Thank you for the warm welcome. I don't know where I w001d be without you. —>
Evidently deceased, considering you would not exist without the general escorting to that wasteland you call an a8ode.
D — Maybe so. But at least then I c001d finally have some peace and quiet without certain cer001eanb100ds feeling the pathological need to pester me. —>