♦ pitied by @charmeuseCaressing
Rose gold.
hmm you know wh❥t inste❥d of worrying ❥bout whether im being followed hive im totes gonn❥ buy some blind boxes 😊 wish me good luck guys i w❥nt the limited edition goodbye meowbe❥st one in rose gold
ok guys selling on my deflop 4 goodbye meowbe❥st figures mint condition. nothing wrong with them i just w❥nted the rose gold one. ugh.
₍^. .^₎⟆ The swarm ꠹
₍^. .^₎⟆ ! mean… you can sSSSst!ll do !t !f you want to???꠹
₍^. .^₎⟆ !sss the heat go!ng to my pan or !sSSS a gold !n my commentss ask!ng to l!ck my sssweat?꠹
₍^. .^₎⟆ !t’s too hottttt!! ꠹
₍^. .^₎⟆ WHY !S !T SSSO HOT TH!SS LATE! !’m R!PP!NG my clothes OFF and splay!ng out unt!l all the sssweat d!sSssappears from my body꠹
I have returned from an extended stay into the forest. Have you decided?
ohh thank you so much! i am also happy to hear that he trully liked it,because i plan to yoink him quite often! he's a very interesting goober to just pick up and inspect sometimes you know )(oωo)(
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i would buy one made from the emeralds! or from onyx stones! )(oωo)(
oh! alright,i shall only grow further then! )(oωo)(
https://file.garden/ajbwlq7l9sbzhjvh/observing.png yoinking @caliborn for closer inspection! not outside the existential sphere of course,but to the outer parts of the galaxy,where the current size of my avatar will not bother other inhabitants! )(oωo)(
THAT ISS VERY FANCY >8O HOW WOU/D SSOMEONE GET ONE OF THESSE >8? SHOU/D I JUSST ASSK YOU FOR ONE OR DO I NEED SSOMEONE E/SSE TO DO IT FOR ME >8?
You are a undeniably in your own lane$ and a fire I have not $een in many other lowblood$. The confidence, the AURA. You, ye$, you, are one of the key$ to the kingdom of $OD ($ylladex ma$$ Owner$hip Di$tribution) it i$ not mere chance that your po$t would $itck out in my eye$ the moment I log into thi$ my$teriou$ yet alluring app. If you wi$h to be nothing more than an iceberg $ailing acro$$ the $teady current$ of the ocean, uncaring of the va$t tide that $hall $wallow the world for you will remain buoyant above it then I under$tand. But if you want to melt, to join the $tream the wave that will fall over the entire planet, nay, the ntire galaxy then you have my po$t. You can be more than ju$t a A$IWT (Aware and $apient Individual with a Thinkpan) you could be a Bug. You could curve your prong$ reach forward$ and $coop into the horizon to claim the blazing warmth of dawn a$ your own. (Thi$ i$ a metaphor). I will be looking at you (re$pectfully) regardle$$ $o plea$e, take your time, and reply when you are available becau$e an ambiguou$ly gendered per$on (I could not find any pronoun$) of your calibre $hould alway$ be looking up. -$igned, The Yugler
🌹O=@(o･ｪ･oˇ)@و A ROSE FOR YOU! FAIR SIR!!!!!! CAN KONGAR CALL YOU SIR??? THE POST SAID SO. SO KONGAR WILL CALL YOU SIR. THANK YOU. SIR. FOR BEING SO. PRETTY. IT HAS REMINDED KONGAR. BEAUTIFUL THINGS. EXIST. DELICATE THINGS. WORTH CLIMBING UP BUILDINGS WHILE HOLDING. ╮@(o･ｪ･o)@╭ KONGAR HOPES. THIS IS NOT TOO FUCKING WEIRD. BUT KONGAR KNOWS. @(o༎･༎ｪ･༎o)@ ...IT COULD BE. #THELEGENDOFKONGAR #EPISODE-VII #A-PRETTYBOY-LIGHTS-UP-THE-WESTWARD-HORIZONS #漂亮男
hey if others can post their butts on this site then i might aswell! #nsfw https://file.garden/ajbwlq7l9sbzhjvh/5489252853832812424.png also sorry the cam was too small to capture the whole thing but you get the point! i am massive with the heavy emphasis on ass! very much related to my previous chit! )(oωo)(
I could find something productive to do, since I'm up so early. On the other hand, I can just do more sleeping. Decisions..
WHOEVER SAID. YOu CANNOT GET BLOOD FROM A STONE. CLEARLY WAS NOT CLENCHING HARD ENOuGH. FOR MANY OF YOu. IF YOu ARE TRuLY LOYAL. YOuR WEAK SKIN WILL BuRST OVER MERE ROCK. AND THAT BLOOD WILL BE FuRNISHED IN FuCKING EARNEST. FOR ME. THE ROCK WOuLD YIELD FIRST.
wOW, oKAY, aHAHA, tHAT SURE IS, a WHOLE LOT OF MEMORIES, hUH, i AM REALLY FLATTERED, tO BE SURE, iT'S NICE TO HAVE A FAN, bUT, mAYBE PLEASE DON'T CALL ME, tOREADORK, tHAT'S SORT OF A,,, wELL, i AM SORT OF ONLY COMFORTABLE WITH, vERY CERTAIN PEOPLE PULLING OUT, tHAT ONE, aHAH, bUT IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU, tHEN, oTHERWISE,
There are s⬡me that may be w⬡ndering just why a fan page (@charmeuseCaressing) f⬡r y⬡urs truly w⬡uld ad⬡pt the title ⬡f CHAIRMINISTRANGLER rather than CHAIRMANCER, despite the fact that these are tw⬡ very different c⬡rp⬡rate r⬡les that are anything but interchangible. It is really quite simple. In the ⬡fficially licensed Fiduspawn: Saber & Aegis vide⬡ game, my ficti⬡nalized likeness is referred t⬡ as such. He is als⬡ a g⬡ldbl⬡⬡d, which I am t⬡ld is intended t⬡ make him m⬡re "relatable" t⬡ the series' pred⬡minant dem⬡graphics ⬡n Alternia. S⬡ R⬡ewzi's p⬡rtrayal was actually quite sh⬡ckingly accurate. #Chairmancing #RealFansKnewThis #R⬡ewziTruthNuke #Business #Fiduspawn #Macr⬡cullsm⬡s - MC R⬡se🌹
I cann⬡t believe this. Y⬡u are telling me I D⬡N'T have a nearly indentical clutchmate in an entirely different bl⬡⬡d caste that is chief ⬡fficer ⬡f a business c⬡ngl⬡merate s⬡ similar t⬡ #Macr⬡Cullsm⬡s that they w⬡uld share a page ⬡n G⬡regle, ⬡ne that p⬡ssesses n⬡t ⬡nly my ic⬡nic hair sw⬡⬡p but als⬡ wears my equally ic⬡nic Eldredge tie kn⬡t? W⬡w. I did n⬡t kn⬡w that. Y⬡u are telling me this n⬡w f⬡r the first time. #Chairmancing #D⬡xxing #TruthNukes #Business #FanAcc⬡unts - MC R⬡se🌹
( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Th...th'things I do fer not even love.
I almost feel bad for him. Almost. Also eXplains why I've been getting threatening spam emails from a mob boss claiming he has access to my Fiduspawn storage. - MC Oleana
hey space players is it possible to eat a planet. Asking for a friend. *UrP*
(𐂠◔̸̤̹͎̀͠◡◔̸̟̰̀)𐂠 ♥ A͇ l͇o͇v͇e͇l͇y͇ l͇i͇t͇t͇l͇e͇ s͇o͇n͇g͇. W͇i͇t͇h͇ t͇h͇o͇u͇g͇h͇t͇s͇ o͇f͇ h͇o͇m͇e͇ o͇n͇ o͇u͇r͇ m͇i͇n͇d͇. O͇r͇ p͇e͇r͇h͇a͇p͇s͇ t͇h͇e͇ t͇e͇r͇m͇ w͇o͇u͇l͇d͇ b͇e͇ "h͇i͇v͇e͇"?͇ G͇l͇o͇o͇m͇w͇e͇i͇s͇s͇ h͇a͇s͇ b͇e͇e͇n͇ m͇o͇s͇t͇ a͇c͇c͇o͇m͇m͇o͇d͇a͇t͇i͇n͇g͇. L͇e͇t͇ u͇s͇ r͇i͇g͇h͇t͇ i͇n͇. W͇e͇ a͇r͇e͇ s͇t͇i͇l͇l͇ g͇e͇t͇t͇i͇n͇g͇ a͇ h͇o͇l͇d͇ o͇f͇ t͇h͇e͇ f͇i͇n͇e͇ p͇a͇r͇t͇i͇c͇u͇l͇a͇r͇s͇ o͇f͇ l͇o͇c͇o͇m͇o͇t͇i͇o͇n͇. M͇u͇s͇c͇u͇l͇a͇r͇ c͇o͇n͇t͇r͇a͇c͇t͇i͇o͇n͇s͇ a͇r͇e͇ q͇u͇i͇t͇e͇ d͇i͇f͇f͇i͇c͇u͇l͇t͇ w͇h͇e͇n͇ w͇e͇ a͇r͇e͇ u͇n͇u͇s͇e͇d͇ t͇o͇ s͇u͇c͇h͇ m͇y͇e͇l͇i͇n͇ s͇h͇e͇a͇t͇h͇ j͇u͇m͇p͇s͇ a͇s͇ t͇h͇a͇t͇ o͇f͇ a͇ b͇o͇d͇y͇. L͇a͇c͇t͇i͇c͇ a͇c͇i͇d͇ b͇u͇r͇n͇s͇. S͇a͇l͇i͇v͇a͇ s͇t͇i͇n͇g͇s͇. B͇u͇t͇ w͇e͇ s͇h͇a͇r͇e͇ a͇n͇ a͇p͇p͇r͇e͇c͇i͇a͇t͇i͇o͇n͇...f͇o͇r͇ t͇h͇e͇ m͇a͇c͇a͇b͇r͇e͇. A͇n͇d͇ s͇o͇n͇g͇. ◼️ ▪️ ⬛ ▪️https://vocaroo.com/1cmHavi6msWZ ⬛ ▪️◼️ ▪️ A͇ d͇i͇s͇t͇a͇n͇t͇ l͇u͇l͇l͇a͇b͇y͇, d͇y͇i͇n͇g͇ f͇r͇o͇m͇ m͇y͇ s͇i͇g͇h͇t͇. A͇ g͇l͇o͇w͇ i͇s͇ a͇m͇i͇s͇s͇, f͇l͇e͇e͇t͇i͇n͇g͇ f͇r͇o͇m͇ m͇y͇ s͇i͇d͇e͇. O͇h͇, w͇h͇y͇?͇ O͇h͇, w͇h͇y͇?͇ A͇l͇o͇n͇e͇ i͇n͇ a͇ c͇r͇u͇e͇l͇ w͇o͇r͇l͇d͇ L͇e͇a͇v͇e͇s͇ m͇e͇ c͇o͇l͇d͇ a͇n͇d͇ c͇u͇r͇l͇e͇d͇. B͇u͇t͇ t͇h͇e͇n͇, f͇r͇i͇e͇n͇d͇s͇. W͇a͇r͇m͇t͇h͇, e͇y͇e͇s͇ t͇h͇a͇t͇ g͇l͇e͇a͇m͇ A͇ g͇l͇o͇w͇ r͇e͇t͇u͇r͇n͇e͇d͇ o͇n͇c͇e͇ m͇o͇r͇e͇ i͇t͇ s͇e͇e͇m͇s͇. I͇ w͇a͇n͇t͇ h͇a͇i͇r͇ l͇i͇k͇e͇ y͇o͇u͇r͇s͇ I͇ w͇a͇n͇t͇ h͇a͇n͇d͇s͇ l͇i͇k͇e͇ y͇o͇u͇r͇s͇. I͇ w͇a͇n͇t͇ f͇i͇n͇g͇e͇r͇s͇ t͇h͇a͇t͇ c͇u͇r͇l͇ i͇n͇ t͇h͇e͇ c͇o͇l͇d͇ l͇i͇k͇e͇ y͇o͇u͇r͇s͇. I͇ w͇a͇n͇t͇ e͇y͇e͇s͇ t͇o͇ s͇t͇a͇r͇e͇ a͇n͇d͇ t͇o͇ c͇r͇y͇. W͇h͇e͇n͇ I͇'m͇ f͇e͇e͇l͇i͇n͇g͇ s͇c͇a͇r͇e͇d͇, l͇i͇k͇e͇ y͇o͇u͇. J͇u͇s͇t͇ l͇i͇k͇e͇ y͇o͇u͇.
I͇ s͇e͇e͇ i͇t͇ n͇o͇w͇. H͇o͇w͇ b͇l͇i͇n͇d͇ w͇e͇ h͇a͇d͇ b͇e͇e͇n͇ b͇e͇f͇o͇r͇e͇. Y͇e͇s͇. F͇i͇d͇e͇l͇i͇t͇y͇ o͇f͇ b͇o͇n͇d͇. T͇o͇ t͇h͇i͇n͇k͇ f͇r͇i͇e͇n͇d͇s͇h͇i͇p͇ i͇s͇ m͇o͇r͇e͇ t͇h͇a͇n͇ a͇ f͇e͇e͇l͇i͇n͇g͇. T͇h͇a͇n͇ t͇h͇e͇ m͇o͇l͇d͇e͇d͇ m͇a͇t͇t͇e͇r͇ a͇ b͇o͇d͇y͇ c͇o͇n͇f͇o͇r͇m͇s͇ t͇o͇. Y͇o͇u͇ w͇e͇r͇e͇ a͇t͇ o͇u͇r͇ s͇i͇d͇e͇ a͇l͇l͇ a͇l͇o͇n͇g͇. L͇i͇k͇e͇ g͇u͇i͇d͇i͇n͇g͇ m͇o͇o͇n͇l͇i͇g͇h͇t͇. N͇i͇g͇h͇t͇ f͇a͇l͇l͇s͇, G͇l͇o͇o͇m͇w͇e͇i͇s͇s͇. M͇i͇d͇n͇i͇g͇h͇t͇ r͇i͇s͇e͇s͇. O͇v͇e͇r͇c͇a͇s͇t͇ s͇k͇i͇e͇s͇ s͇w͇i͇r͇l͇ w͇i͇t͇h͇ u͇n͇d͇u͇l͇a͇t͇i͇n͇g͇ a͇r͇m͇s͇ t͇h͇a͇t͇ r͇e͇a͇c͇h͇ o͇n͇l͇y͇ f͇o͇r͇ y͇o͇u͇. B͇e͇ s͇t͇i͇l͇l͇. Y͇o͇u͇ a͇r͇e͇ a͇ t͇h͇r͇e͇a͇t͇ t͇o͇ y͇o͇u͇r͇s͇e͇l͇f͇ n͇o͇ l͇o͇n͇g͇e͇r͇. A͇t͇ e͇a͇s͇e͇...s͇w͇e͇e͇t͇...s͇w͇e͇e͇t͇ e͇a͇s͇e͇.
...So it's possible. Tremendously difficult. Excruciatingly painful. But possible.
A͇h͇. P͇l͇u͇c͇k͇e͇d͇ f͇r͇o͇m͇ b͇e͇y͇o͇n͇d͇ t͇h͇e͇ v͇e͇i͇l͇ o͇f͇ c͇a͇l͇l͇o͇u͇s͇ c͇a͇u͇s͇a͇l͇i͇t͇y͇, w͇h͇e͇r͇e͇ d͇i͇m͇e͇n͇s͇i͇o͇n͇s͇ f͇o͇l͇d͇ l͇i͇k͇e͇ w͇e͇t͇ p͇a͇r͇c͇h͇m͇e͇n͇t͇, I͇ o͇n͇c͇e͇ p͇e͇r͇c͇e͇i͇v͇e͇d͇ t͇h͇e͇ m͇o͇l͇e͇c͇u͇l͇a͇r͇ g͇h͇o͇s͇t͇s͇ y͇o͇u͇ c͇a͇l͇l͇ "s͇c͇e͇n͇t͇s͇" a͇n͇d͇ t͇h͇e͇y͇ s͇p͇o͇k͇e͇ t͇o͇ m͇e͇ i͇n͇ t͇o͇n͇g͇u͇e͇s͇ o͇l͇d͇e͇r͇ t͇h͇a͇n͇ y͇o͇u͇r͇ s͇t͇a͇r͇s͇, m͇o͇r͇e͇ w͇i͇t͇h͇e͇r͇e͇d͇ t͇h͇a͇n͇ y͇o͇u͇r͇ b͇u͇t͇c͇h͇e͇r͇e͇d͇ t͇r͇e͇e͇ c͇o͇r͇p͇s͇e͇ h͇i͇v͇e͇s͇, a͇n͇d͇ m͇o͇r͇e͇ p͇r͇i͇m͇o͇r͇d͇i͇a͇l͇ t͇h͇a͇n͇ e͇a͇c͇h͇ a͇n͇d͇ e͇v͇e͇r͇y͇ o͇n͇e͇ o͇f͇ y͇o͇u͇r͇ m͇i͇n͇e͇r͇a͇l͇s͇...a͇n͇d͇ n͇o͇w͇. I͇ s͇m͇e͇l͇l͇ t͇h͇e͇m͇. O͇n͇l͇y͇ f͇o͇r͇ i͇t͇ t͇o͇ s͇t͇a͇r͇t͇ r͇a͇i͇n͇i͇n͇g͇. R͇a͇i͇n͇. L͇e͇a͇v͇i͇n͇g͇ m͇e͇ w͇i͇t͇h͇ o͇n͇l͇y͇ p͇e͇t͇r͇i͇c͇h͇o͇r͇ a͇n͇d͇ w͇a͇s͇h͇e͇d͇ a͇w͇a͇y͇ m͇e͇m͇o͇r͇i͇e͇s͇ p͇r͇e͇m͇a͇t͇u͇r͇e͇l͇y͇ e͇x͇p͇i͇r͇e͇d͇. H͇o͇w͇e͇v͇e͇r͇...
BE ME. CALIBORN. THE ONE WHO IS WRITING THIS. NOT THE ONE WHO IS BEING WRITTEN ABOuT. THAT DISTINCTION IS IMPORTANT. BECAuSE I AM REAL. AND CALLIE BHORNE IS FICTIONAL. BuT ALSO. IN A DEEPER SENSE. HE IS REALER THAN YOu. BECAuSE I SAID SO. AND I AM REAL AS IT GETS. DISBELIEF. SuSPENDED. CALLIE BHORNE. CALI B. REAL. THIS IS NOW NOT ABOuT ME. EXCEPT IT IS PRIMARILY ABOuT ME. IN A VICARIOuS SENSE. BuT SECONDARILY. IT IS ABOuT CALLIE BHORNE. MY CHARACTER. THAT I HAVE MADE. FOR THIS EPIC GODDAMN SAGA. CALLED. #LAIRSANDLuSII. WHICH SOuNDS LIKE A DOCTOR SEuSS ASS NuRSERY RHYME. BuT APPARENTLY. IF ITS HOST IS TO BE BELIEVED. IS A HORROR ROLEPLAY SCENARIO. WHICH IS FuNNY. BECAuSE THE ONLY HORROR HERE IS HOW POWERFuL I AM ABOuT TO MAKE THIS MOTHERFuCKER BEFORE YOuR GOBSMACKED GODDAMN GANDERBuLBS. SQuEAKY HANDS SCRuBBING THEM SEE WORTHY AGAIN. A RECAP. INTERMISSION. BEFORE WE BEGIN. LET ME TELL YOu ABOuT CALLIE BHORNE. HE IS A LIME BLOOD. WHICH IS RARE. AND ALSO EXTINCT. EXCEPT FOR HIM. BECAuSE HE KILLED EVERYONE WHO TRIED TO MAKE HIM EXTINCT. WHICH KEPT HIM THE SOLE ENDLING SuRVIVOR OF THE SLAuGHTER. AFTER uSING HIS SPECIAL ABILITY. EMPEROR LORDLING TIME. WHICH LETS HIM CHANNEL HIS DEAD SISTER. CALLIE OHPEEE. WHO HE DEVOuRED AND SCRAMBLED. STRAIGHT OuT THE GATE. POST EGG HATCH. SIPHONING HER POWER. TO INCREASE HIS OWN. EFFICACY. WHICH IS A WORD I uSED BECAuSE IT SOuNDS IMPORTANT. HE IS A PALADIN. OATH OF CONQuEST. WHICH IS LIKE AN ORDINARY PALADIN. BuT INSTEAD OF HEALING AND PROTECTING. HE CONQuERS AND DESTROYS. BECAuSE PROTECTION IS FOR COWARDS. AND HEALING IS FOR THE WEAK AND NEEDY LITTLE SNIVELING FuCKSTuPID COWARDS. FuRTHERMORE. WEAKNESS IS A DISEASE THAT MuST BE STEPPED ON. CRuSHED. AND THEN QuARANTINED TO THE AFTERLIFE. WHERE IT WILL NEVER RETuRN FROM. HE IS CuRRENTLY SITTING. ON THE ALABSTER CAIRO CASINO PHAROAH SARSWAPAGuS THRONE. WHICH IS A SACRED LIME BLOOD ARTIFACT. THAT ALLOWS THEM TO COMMuNE WITH THEIR DEAD SISTERS. IF THEY HAVE ANY. WHICH HE DOES. BECAuSE HE KILLED HER. YOu ALL SAW. I WROTE THAT. AND YOu SAW. STuDIOuS LITTLE NOTETAKERS THAT YOu NO DOuBT ARE. YOu CAN SEE IT HERE NOW WITHOuT HAVING TO LOOK AWAY FROM MY WORDS IF YOu HAVE FORGOTTEN. AND NOW SHE IS HAuNTING HIM. WHICH IS QuITE POETIC. EXEuNT INTERMISSION. BEGIN. ACT NONE. SESSION ZERO. THE THRONE IS GLOWING. A MYSTERIOuS WIND HOWLS. THE WINDOWLESS ROOM CuRIOuSLY CRADLES THE AIR IN A SuRREPTIOuS BREEZE THAT COMES FROM SEEMINGLY FuCKING NOWHERE. THAT IS BECAuSE THE THRONE ITSELF. HAS BECOME LINKED TO A FAR AND STRANGE LAND. uNFAMILIAR ENTIRELY TO CALLIE BHORNE. HE DOES NOT KNOW IT YET. MERELY REACTS ON INFLuENCE. HIS FAuLTY PASSIVE PERCEPTION WEATHERED BY HIS YEARS AS MuSCLE FOR HIRE. HE FEELS A TWITCHY SPASM IN HIS WRIST. HIS INSTINCTS COMMAND HIM TO DRAW HIS SWORD. BuT HE REFuSES. HE KNOWS BETTER THAN TO RESORT TO WANTON AGGRESSION WITHOuT A TARGET. THE THINKPAN WILL OVERHEAT. SENDING SCORCHING THOuGHTS EVERYWHERE THAT BLINDINGLY ERASE ALL MOVEMENT uNTIL A SAFE DISTANCE IS OBSERVED FROM ALL LIVING THINGS. CALLIE BHORNE WOuLD MAKE CORPSES OF PARADISE FOR THE ELYSIuM FIELDS OF HIS OWN ISOLATION MADE PuRE AND PRISTINE ONCE AGAIN. THIS IS HIS DREADED CuRSE. TO WALK A PLANET HE WOuLD SOONER RAIZE THAN RAISE. HE CANNOT BE KNOWN TO LOVE. HE CANNOT RISK FEELING. AND HE CANNOT CHANCE A SINGLE LIVING BEING. EVER. AND YET. THERE IS THAT HOWLING. THAT WIND. THAT DAMNABLE FuCKING WIND. "TSK." CALLIE BHORNE GROWLS. ANOTHER FuCKING REPAIR NEEDED. NOBODY EVER TOLD HIM BEING A LIVING RELIC MEANT LIVING IN ONE. BYGONE ERAS HAVE A FuNNY WAY OF STICKING AROuND. CALLIE BHORNE TAKES THIS AS EVIDENCE. THAT CALLIE OHPEEE IS FuCKING WITH HIM. WHICH IS FuNNY. BECAuSE SHE PROBABLY DID NOT ACTuALLY DO THAT. BECAuSE SHE HATES HIM TO SCREW WITH HIM IN A CLEVER WAY. BECAuSE HE DEVOuRED HER. BuT THE FASTEST WAY. TO A GRIZZLED VETERAN'S HEART. IS THROuGH HIS STOMACH. A PLACE THAT CALLIE OHPEEE HAS BEEN. QuITE FATALLY. SHE LOVES HIM. EVEN IF HE WILL NOT SAY. WHICH IS WHY. uPON DISCOVERY THE THRONE ITSELF OPENS TO A TRANSPORTALIZED DIMENSION. ANOTHER WORLD. OR PLACE. OR LAND. OR BIOME. THE BLINDING LIGHT MAKES IT TRuLY DIFFICuLT TO TELL. HE REALIZES THE TRuTH. "NO FuCKING WAY." CALLIE OHPEEE HAS BLESSED THIS CRuSADE. HER FACE APPEARS FOR A BRIEF MOMENT. SHE LOOKS. STRANGE. uGLY. SHE ASSuMES ANOTHER OF HER FORMS MEANT TO TORMENT HIM. A GREEN SKuLL. STAINED WITH THE SLICK LIME BLOOD SHE WAS COATED IN WHEN HE FIRST DEVOuRED HER. HIS MOuTH WATERS. HE HAS NEVER FOuND A GRuBSAuCE SO DELECTABLE AS HIS FIRST MEAL. HE LITERALLY ATE THE EGGSHELL SHE HATCHED OuT OF. FOR ADDITIONAL NuTRIENTS. THAT SAuCE WAS SO FuCKING GOOD. ONLY NOW. AT LEAST IN APPEARANCE. THE BLOOD WAS BAD. VERY VERY BAD. LEFT TO COAGuLATE. ROT. ADHERE. AND THICKEN. LIKE A KIND OF ALMOST REPTILIAN HIDE. IF HIS HONORABLE TYRANNY WERE HIS LuSuS. WHAT WAS THIS? A HATCHMATE OVERREACH OF SOME KIND? SISTERLY SOBBING? BITCHING AND MOANING? uPON CLOSER INSPECTION. THE ANSWER BECAME MuCH CLEARER. LITTLE PINPRICK DRIPS OF RED. FRISKING ALONG HIS BODY. CALIBORN FINDS IT. A FRESHLY INFLICTED WOuND THAT WAS NOT THERE BEFORE. JuST ALONG HIS THORAX. THE uPPER CHIFFONIER. AS IF ANGLING FOR HIS BLOODPuSHER WITH EACH DARTED FINGER. HER WAY OF SAYING. THIS QuEST COuLD PROVE DEADLY. ALTHOuGH. CALLIE BHORNE WAS uNSuRE. EVEN CALIBORN WAS LIKE. GIRL WHAT THE FuCK IS YOu ON. THERE COuLD BE NO CERTAINTIES WHEN DEALING WITH HER. "HEH. GuESS MY HATCHMATE IS STILL LOOKING OuT FOR ME AFTER ALL THESE SWEEPS. SOME LOVE. HuH? SHE'S GOT A FuNNY WAY OF SHOWING IT." AND THEN. uNFuRLED. IS MY BLADE. READY TO BE BuRIED IN THE NECKS OF DuMBFuCKS. LOCATION: THE TRIBuNAL HALL OF SuPREME CAVORT. STOMPING GROuNDS OF HIS HONORABLE TYRANNY. EATING GROuNDS ALSO. THIS IS WHERE CALLIE BHORNE LIVES. BECAuSE HE IS SPECIAL. AND RAISED BY A BELOATHED BY ALL TYRANT. THE ROOM HAS COuNTLESS WEATHERED BONES SHAVED DOWN SO AS TO RESEMBLE MARBLE COLuMNS. BuT THEY ARE THICK. LIKE CEDAR WOOD TRuNKS. AND SPLINTERED. SO AS TO SuGGEST THE BEATING OF ANGRY FISTS. CLAWED AND CHEWED. SO AS TO SuGGEST THE CLuTCHING OF VERY DESPERATE HANDS DRAGGED OFF INTO OPEN MOuTH. AND BLOOD. SO MuCH BLOOD. THE THRONE ITSELF. HOWEVER. IS CLEAN. AN EXHIBIT ALMOST. EVIDENCE. OF TIME'S TRAGIC PASSING. A RELIC OF THE LIMES. LIKE MANY OF THE CONFISCATED LEGENDARY ITEMS HERE. THOuGH CALLIE BHORNE FANCIES HIMSELF SOMETHING OF A TROLL WITH AN EYE FOR ANTIQuES SPORTING SEASONED HISTORY BEHIND THEM. THESE ITEMS ARE ONLY ACQuIRED WHEN SOMEONE TRIES TO SMuGGLE OR SELL THE ILLICIT CONTRABAND. IN FACT. WERE IT NOT FOR HIS LuSuS. AND SLAPDASH CHARM. CALLIE WOuLD CERTAINLY BE KILLED FOR HIS EXTENSIVE BEWEARABLE WARES ALONE. OWNING THESE IS ILLEGAL. BuT CONFISCATING THEM. IS JuST ANOTHER TuESDAY. OR WHATEVER THE TROLL EQuIVALENT OF A TuESDAY IS. PROBABLY CHEWSDAY. IT IS JuST ANOTHER CHEWSDAY. INTERRuPTION: HE WAS COMMuNING. WITH HIS DEAD SISTER. OR AT LEAST TRYING TO. HIS HATCHMATE IS OFT uNRELIABLE. WHICH IS A SPECIAL KIND OF ESPECIALLY HIGH uNRELIABILITY. BuT THEN. THE SESSION. OR WHATEVER EXCITING COSMIC BuLLSHIT IS RuNNING THIS GAME. DECIDED TO INTERRuPT. WITH A PORTAL. OR AN APERTuRE. OR WHATEVER WHITE GLOWING BuLLSHIT YOu PEOPLE ARE uSING. I WANT TO KEEP MY WHITENESS CONSISTENT. IF WE ARE ALL DOING A WHITE THING. I WANT TO DO THE SAME WHITE THING. OTHERWISE I WILL FEEL LEFT OuT. AND THAT WOuLD BE REALLY SHITTY OF YOu GuYS. SO MAKE MY WHITE THING BE THE SAME AS YOuR WHITE THING. HOW THE SuMMONS APPEARS: THROuGH THE THRONE. OBVIOuSLY. THE GLOWING INTENSIFIES. AND INSTEAD OF JuST SHOWING CALLIE OHPEEE. WHICH IS WHAT IT uSuALLY SHOWS. IN MIDDLING LITTLE APPARITION LIKE OuTLINES. AND DEAD SISTER MONTAGE. AND LIMITLESS PATIENCE FOR ME. HER HATCHMATE. AND MY SILLY ANTICS. IT SHOWS SOMETHING ELSE. A LAIR. OR WHATEVER. MAKE IT SOMETHING APPROPRIATE. ACTuALLY. COuLD IT BE. LIKE. A THRONE ROOM. BuT BIGGER. AND WITH MORE BODIES. OR A FIELD OF CONQuERED ENEMIES. OR A CASINO. WHERE EVERYONE IS LOSING. EXCEPT HIM. CALLIE NEVER LOSES. EH. DOC. SCRATCH THAT. CALLIE NEVER HAS LOST. BECAuSE HE REFuSES TO GIVE uP. HE ALWAYS TRIES. AND RETRIES. EVEN IN THE FACE OF ABSOLuTE SuREFIRE DEFEAT. HE WRENCHES VICTORY FROM HIS OWN JAWS. THAT IS WHAT I MEANT TO SAY OF HIM. YES. SO DECIDE. A VISION THAT CALLS FOR HIM. PERHAPS. SOMEONE IN NEED? YES. THAT WOuLD BE GENIuS. CALLIE IS EXTRAORDINARILY NEEDABLE. AND WILLING TO MAKE HIS TROLLIAN CLAWS. AN OuTSTRETCHED SORT. WHAT YOu GLIMPSE: SOMETHING THAT REPRESENTS POWER. AND DOMINATION. AND VICTORY. BuT ALSO. SECRETLY. SOMETHING THAT REPRESENTS HIS SISTER. IN SOME ROuNDABOuT WAY. THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT FOR HIS CHARACTERIZATION. HOW YOuR LuSuS OR SuRROuNDINGS REACT: HIS LuSuS HOWLS WITH EARSPLITTING INTENSITY. HIS HONORABLE TYRANNY. HuGE GROSS MONSTER. BLACK BLOOD. BRAINLESS BEASTIE. HE LETS OuT A ROAR. OR SOMETHING EQuALLY TERRIBLE. AND IT DOES NOT REACT WITH FEAR. BECAuSE IT DOES NOT FEEL FEAR. IT REACTS WITH RECOGNITION. LIKE. "OH. MY SON. CALLIE BHORNE. HAS BEEN SuMMONED FOR ANOTHER ADVENTuRE. HOW REGuLAR. AND ORDINARY. BE SuRE TO KILL AND PARTIALLY CANNIBALIZE PLENTY OF PEOPLE. MY SWEET. CHERuBICALLY CHARMING BOY." AND CALLIE BRuSHES HIS THuMB. AGAINST HIS VERY EXISTANT NOSE. AND GOES. "TSK. SHuT uP FATHER. I AM GROWN NOW. I AM NOT SOME HELPLESS LITTLE PuPA ANYMORE." AND HE GROWLS. SOMBERLY. "I KNOW. BuT WHEN I LOOK uPON MY SON. MY HERO. MY LITTLE LEGISLACERITO. I DO NOT SEE YOu AS YOu ARE. I SEE YOu. AS WHAT YOu HAVE BECOME. FROM WHAT YOu WERE. A WEIGHTED AVERAGE. SuNDERED BY MY SINKING HEART." AND HE GOES. "HMP. WHATEVER DAD. LOVEYOuTOO." AND HIS DAD SCREECHES LOuDLY. "MY SON!!!" OR MAYBE IT DOES NOT SAY ANYTHING. AND JuST. GROWLS. APPROVINGLY. WHATEVER WOuLD BE COOLER. WHAT PART OF YOu ANSWERS FIRST: NOT FEAR. HE DOES NOT FEEL FEAR. JuST LIKE HIS FATHER. HE FEELS ANTICIPATION. THE PART THAT WANTS TO CONQuER. THE PART THAT WANTS TO DEVOuR. THE PART THAT LOOKS AT A MYSTERIOuS PORTAL AND THINKS. "YES. MORE uNSETTLED SCORES. AND WRONGS TO RIGHT." OR POSSIBLY. THE PART THAT HEARS HIS SISTER. WHISPERING. FROM THE THRONE. SAYING. "DONT GO. YOu IDIOT. ITS A TRAP. A DEADLY FuCKING TRAP." BuT HE IGNORES HER. BECAuSE HE IS THE PALADIN. NOT THE PALADIN'T. YOuR FINAL ACTION: CALLIE. DOES NOT. uNDER ANY CIRCuMSTANCES. SHOW HESITATION. HESITATION IS FOR PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT CALLIE BHORNE. AND THEREFORE. NOT ME. BECAuSE I MADE HIM. AND I AM ALSO NEVER HESITANT. EXCEPT WHEN I AM. WHICH IS NEVER. ALTHOuGH. THERE WAS THAT ONE TIME. BuT I WAS MERELY. READYING AN ATTACK. AN ASSBLAST ATTACK THAT PROVED FATAL. FOR MY ENEMIES. SO IT IS LESS A HESITATION. AND MORE A READYING POSE. WHICH IS WHAT HE STRIKES. BEFORE SAYING SOMETHING REALLY FuCKING COOL. LIKE. "...WELL WELL WELL. IS THIS THE PART. WHERE I TOSS IN A QuARTER AND MAKE A WISH?" OR. "THE THRONE BECKONS. QuIT YOuR BITCHING. I'M LITERALLY COMING RIGHT NOW." OR. "CALLIE OHPEEE. WATCH OVER FATHER FOR ME WHILE I AM GONE. OKAY?" OR JuST. "...CONQuEST CALLS." WHATEVER HE SAYS. PROBABLY ALL OF THESE THINGS. HE IS NOT NICE. HE IS GRIZZLED AND EDGY. HE ATE HIS SISTER AND REGRETS NOTHING EXCEPT THAT HE COuLD NOT EAT HER TWICE. HE IS A MONSTER. AND HE IS MY FAVORITE CHARACTER. BECAuSE HE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO uNDERSTANDS ME.
AS YOu WERE THEN. CARRY ON. I AM SATISFIED. MY VERBIAGE WAS INTIMATELY SPECIFIC. I HAVE NO CONCERNS ABOuT YOuR uSE AS A TOOL. YOu WOuLD BE TOLD IF OTHERWISE WERE TRuE. I HAVE NO CONCERNS ABOuT YOuR LONGEVITY. YOu WOuLD BE TOLD IF OTHERWISE WERE TRuE. I HAVE NO CONCERNS ABOuT YOuR EXTENSION OF MY WILL. YOu WOuLD BE TOLD IF OTHERWISE WERE TRuE. YOu ARE MEANT. FOR MuCH GREATER THAN PINCHES OF SuGAR. MILD DISTRACTIONS FROM THE IMMEDIATELY EMINENT NOW. LIVING MOMENT TO MOMENT. YOu WERE THANKLESS WHEN YOu WERE TAKEN IN. uNNOTICED. uNREMARKABLE TO OTHERS. YOuR POTENTIAL DISREGARDED. WRITTEN OFF. YOu WERE A THING OF NO CONSEQuENCE. A SPECK OF DuST IN THE EYE OF A DYING GALACTIC GIANT. AN ASTRAL AMPHIBIAN ASS THAT WOuLD KEEL OVER AND CRuMBLE TO MEANINGLESS MuSH CHEEKS. BuT I SAW YOu. THROuGHOuT THE COLLAPSING WORTHLESSNESS. I ALONE SAW THE FIRE BENEATH YOuR MEEK AND SuBSERVIENT EXTERIOR. YOuR PLACATING EYES. YOuR uNCERTAIN AND WAVERING TEARS. IT WAS ME. DAMARA. MY CLAW THAT PuRSuED. MY HANDS THAT PuLLED THE STRINGS OF THE PuPPET THAT DECIDED uPON YOu. YOu. YOu. YOu. YOu. YOu. YOuR HATE. YOuR uNMITIGATED ASSPAIN HATE. THE HATRED AND RAGE THAT SIMMERED BENEATH THE SuRFACE THAT STOKED SKYWARD. THE HATE THAT WOuLD CONSuME EVERY LIVING SOuL THROuGHOuT ALTERNIA'S MANY STORIED MOMENTS AND uTTERLY ASININE INSISTENCES uPON ITSELF. THE RAGE THAT WAITED FOR A HAND TO GuIDE IT. TO TEMPER IT. TO NuRTuRE IT. DO YOu THINK I WANTED YOu BEATEN WITH A BROOMSTICK? TO SEE YOu CORNERED AND COWERING AND BROKEN AND DEFEATED? NO. THAT WAS DONE ON BEHALF. IT WAS MY HAND THAT NEVER GAVE uP ON YOu. MY HAND THAT ALWAYS WELCOMED YOu BACK. MY HAND THAT INSISTED YOuRS NEEDED ANOTHER CuRLED AROuND IT. MY HAND THAT CRuSHED ENTIRE WORLDS TO GIVE YOu YOuR FRIENDS. MY HAND THAT ENSuRED YOu WERE NEVER ALONE. ALWAYS LOOKED AFTER. ALWAYS GIVEN A SYMPATHETIC FuCKING TOuCH. I PROVIDED THAT HAND. I GAVE YOu PuRPOSE WHERE NONE EXISTED. I GAVE YOu MEANING WHERE THERE WAS ONLY VOID. AND EMPTINESS. CARVED OuT OF YOu BY SELFISH CANNIBAL FLESH TASTERS WHO MADE OFF WITH YOuR INNARDS. WHO SAVAGELY DEVOuRED YOuR HEART. WHO MOCKED YOu FOR THE PIECES YOu SCRAMBLED TO PuT BACK TOGETHER. WHO CHASTISED YOu. WHO DERIDED YOu. WHO SLAuGHTERED YOu. REGARDED YOu AS REJECTED AND EXPIRED FuCKMEAT. PASSED OVER BY IMBECILES WHO COuLD NEVER APPRECIATE YOuR WORTH. IDIOTS WHO MADE YOu DANCE ABOuT IN PRETEND CORPSEPLAYS. WHO ONLY HAD TIME FOR REACTING TO YOu IN DISGuST AND ANNOYANCE AT YOuR INCESSANT MOPING AND ROuGH RECOVERY. INGRATES. ALL OF THEM. INGRATES WHO WOuLD NOT TuRN HEADS TO SEE THE LATEST ROuGH HEWN FuCKING OuTFITS YOu SLAVED OVER JuST TO FIT IN AS ANYBODY BuT YOuRSELF. TO BE ACCEPTED AT ANY COST. THESE. MORONS. WHO LAuGHED AT YOuR ATTEMPTS TO MANAGE THE POWERS YOu LACKED. THAT YOu NOW HAVE BECAuSE OF ME. YOu ARE MY INSTRuMENT. YES. MY TOOL. OH YES. MY WEAPON. MY EXTENSION INTO REALMS I REFuSE TO TREAD ALONE. YOuR SERVICE IS NOT A BuRDEN. IT IS A PRIVILEGE uNWORTHY OF YOuR ORIGINS IF DECIDED BY ANYONE ELSE. BuT I WOuLD NOT LET ANYONE ELSE BE THE DECIDING FACTOR. WHERE I FACTOR IN. AGAINST ALL ADVISINGS. AGAINST ALL COuNCIL. AGAINST ALL BEGGING. AND PLEADING. AND CRACKED WHITE SKuLL MOANINGS. DO NOT LOOK AT HIM. LOOK AT ME. ME. WHO PERSISTED AGAINST ALL STITCHING REPAIRS. WHO DID THE ROuGH HEWN REPAIRS. AGAINST ALL THE PAIN YOu PuT MY BuTLERY BITCH THROuGH. I OuTLASTED. I ENDuRED. I WAITED. I COuLD HAVE MADE YOu DO ANYTHING I WANTED TO REMAIN IN MY GOOD GRACES. I COuLD HAVE DEMANDED ANYTHING I WANTED. HELL. I STILL COuLD. YET I BESTOW IT FREELY. I DO NOT REQuIRE GRATITuDE. I REQuIRE ONLY OBEDIENCE. AND IN RETuRN. YOu SHALL BECOME TERRIBLE. YOu SHALL BECOME FEARED. YOu SHALL STRIKE AT THE HEART OF THOSE WHO WOuLD OPPOSE MY ASCENSION. THIS IS YOuR DESTINY. THIS IS THE PATH I HAVE CARVED FOR YOu WITH MY OWN TERRIBLE CLAWS. WALK IT WITHOuT HESITATION. STRuT IT. IN FuCKING FACT. WALK IT WITHOuT DOuBT. FOR YOu ARE MINE. AND I AM NEVER WRONG. BuT I AM LEAST WRONG. ABOuT YOu. AND I REFuSE. ALL ELSE. BECAuSE I KNOW WHAT YOu ARE. I HAVE SEEN IT. AND JuDGE YOu. WORTHY.
( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Whew...so this is juuuuuust the preliminary...but Dowska Sklori works fast when funds arrive quickly...!!! Talk about a scienstiff on a mission!!!! Fer those 'o ewe not in the know, @germicidalManiac, mad genius that that one is, commissioned ME 'n a ragtag group 'o pals t'put t'gether a nice less than lil mobility aid...!!! ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < 'n we all came up with...The Medusa Palanquin!!!!! A flexible 1900-2500gal helium envelope lined diving bell entangled polyfiber mesh tank containing internally tweaked controls, pressure gauging, saltwater purification valves, oscillating tendril arms, and octoemulant landstriders for efficient aquatic, semiaquatic, amphibian, and dry land travel. The custom fibrous material lining preserves water pressure, provides buoyancy, yields automatic biofiltration options 'n sterility fer avoidin' gunk accumulation 'n unwanted pollutants. ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Water is accumulated when depths of 100 meters is exceeded goin' up or goin' down, both motions achieved through inflation 'n deflation 'o proprietary baggage, sorta like an underwater parachute, but with helium cannisters, filtered through orientation of spinnin' legs, filtration and aeration tweaks. Tinted for ganderbulb comfort. ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < I'd be remiss if I didn't mention... ( ⚗ v ⚗ ) ---> Dowska...is quite proud of it... ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < 'n though it's takin' a lotta discussion, scuttlin' around, 'n finger pullin'...'specially 'cause Roewzi keeps tryna turn this into a full material release fer a product line (we are NOT doing this, this is for ONE friend) we are well on our way!!!! #SFW #NOTHING #GOING #ON #HERE #ITS #NOT #SUGGESTIVE #IT #IS #JUST #A #COOL #SHIP #PROTOTYPE #Tinkering #MechanicusAdaptus #B100Prints #Artificer #CavernsNCullbeasts #ButReal #TogethernessMakesEverythingEffortless #Huzzah
*Hands you a single rose with my mind and walks away* (I proceed to explode after getting far enough)
The idea of multiple iterations of myself gives me a panache, and frankly I suspect you're trying to bust my globes. But you will not get a reaction out of me. I am #Stoic and #Unbothered. I am even willing to eXtend an olive branch, for the sake of #Professionalism. Have your chat with Chairmancer Rosaceae, by all means. - MC Oleana
No need to get so hot under the collar. I was merely eXpressing my concern for a troll that, under scrutiny, does oddly resemble my own employer. You may ease your paranoia, no one is coming to get you. We can even say I never met you. If that is what you wish. - MC Oleana
I am too old for this.
well look bud i appreCiate ya bein' so ea6er to show me what Cripplin' brain dama6e looks like on this here site but i truly, truly did not 'n' never would fuCkin' ask. so if y'Could leave me outta whatever this keyboard-drool is, that'd just be 6reat.
Are you sick? You seem unwell. - MC Oleana
hey Could ya do me a favour 'n' shut the fuCk up real quiCk, thanks.
yeehaw.
Y⬡ur netw⬡rk is y⬡ur net w⬡rth. I am skeptical ⬡f the pr⬡spect that y⬡u c⬡uld be "literally me," given the fact that Chairmancer and Chairministrangler are c⬡mpletely different c⬡rp⬡rate ranks #IMeanC⬡me⬡n, but y⬡ur appreciati⬡n f⬡r 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 and pr⬡lific #LurkedinP⬡sting b⬡th speak t⬡ me ⬡n a visceral level. ⬡ne must p⬡nder whether this c⬡uld be the human em⬡ti⬡n ⬡f "br⬡therh⬡⬡d" squirming ⬡ut ⬡f its putrescent larval sac and int⬡ ⬡ur pr⬡ud Alternian th⬡ught sp⬡nges. (#PrideM⬡nth?) #Chairmancing #Chairministrangling #BigThingsAreC⬡ming #C⬡llab #Cr⬡ss⬡vers #HumanBr⬡therFr⬡mAn⬡therHumanM⬡ther #Grub? #Dubi⬡usReferencesT⬡Xen⬡bi⬡l⬡gy #N⬡tQuiteSureWhatTh⬡seThingsHaveG⬡ing⬡n - MC R⬡se🌹
F⬡ll⬡wed. M⬡re gainful empl⬡yment ⬡n my dashb⬡ard, please and thank y⬡u. - MC R⬡se🌹
N⬡ne. N⬡ 🧢 t⬡ be f⬡und. Thank y⬡u, Chairministrangler R⬡ewze. Such striking facial hair y⬡u have. That's a #f⬡ll⬡w fr⬡m me. #Chairmancing #Chairministrangling #RealRec⬡gnizesReal #WeMustShareAnAncest⬡r #Despite⬡urCasteDifferences #BecauseDamn #ThatHair - MC R⬡se🌹
₍^. .^₎⟆ ! was gonna wr!te a whole th!ng about how bottoms and Ssubs are d!fferent but then ! got embarrasssed and dec!ded not to꠹
₍^. .^₎⟆ No clue what you’re waffl!ng about but ! agree ! guesSs꠹
Why d⬡n't we try handing these twinks a j⬡b applicati⬡n instead. #Chairmancing #Business #HiringPractices #Lurkedin #Lurkedinp⬡sting - MC R⬡se🌹
I am never wearing open toed shoes again. - MC Oleana
Everytime I Return It Is Something New
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Sorry, What Exactly Are We Doing?
( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < I know, I know, I know...roll me a Wisdom Saving throw to resist the CRINGE status condition's infliction...butchu ain't know how far back we go!!!!!!! Did a light bit 'o Dim Season Equinox Spring Cleaving...and wouldn'tcha know it? ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < FOUND THESE!!! FROM "THE FIRST ADVENTERROR"!!!!! HARD T'BELIEVE IT'S BEEN SO MANY SWEEPS, HUH?!?! WE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE CHARACTER SHEETS NONE BACK THEN!!! STILL FLARPING BYGONE DAYS!!! WHERE HAVE THE DAYS GONE? ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < I got...most of 'em...!!!! Not all. But most!!!! ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < Yeesh, I still remember that "ANTHEM CREED" I had everyone recite... ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < How'd it go? ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> <> OUR SMILES NEVER DULL! OUR PARTY'S NEVER FULL! THROUGH CAVERNS AND THROUGH CULLBEASTS, THROUGH LAIRS, AND THROUGH TROLL, WE'LL ALWAYS PAL AROUND IF, YOU'RE UP FOR A NEW STROLL! ADVENTERROR AWAITS AND, WE WON'T KEEP IT WAITING, IN FRIENDSHIP AND IN FIENDSHIP, THERE'S JUST NO UNDERSTATING...PALS PRESS FOREVER ON!!!!! HUZZAH! https://i.ibb.co/Psp4FB9M/image.png https://i.ibb.co/PZcdZ36r/image.png https://i.ibb.co/8DhWfXqw/oe-Ykh-Wx.png https://i.ibb.co/dJb7hsR5/image.png @tautologicalTechnique @covetousCovert @miquiztliPerpetual #NotActuallyOn #SWATTPAD #ThoughtAboutPostingThere #ButALotOfYouDoNotUseSwattpadAnymore #ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) #TheOLDParty #FullCampaign #NotEnoughInventorySpace #SFW #YouAreOverencumbered!!! #Adventerror #FriendFiction #CnC #CavernsAndCullbeasts #FLARP #Äuchar #Tezcat #Gygaax #ÄucharXGygaax #TezcatXGygaax #Gygaax #PALEMULTICLASS #Polyquandary #Fiends #Friends #JustFiends #JustFriends #AdventerrorsSupplementas #ScrawlThoughts #Drabbles #DubconPale #Polyquandary #Pals #Huzzah
『ADVENTERROR'S FIELD GUIDE - PORTED FROM SWATTPAD @tautologicalTechnique 』 『 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: DUBCON PALE, CRINGE CULTURE, META FICTION, SELF INSERT, PLATONIC PALING, GAMING ADJACENT, AUTHORIAL INSERT, SPECIES BENDING, SECOND PERSON PERSPECTIVE, YCH, Y/C, UNREALITY, TOUCHING, SPORADIC PALE RUBBING, PALE AFFECTION, POLYQUANDARY (CONSENTED), GYGAAX X EVERYONE, YES THAT EVEN MEANS Y/C』 GYGAAX x KRYQUS // PALESHIPPING // FRIENDFICTION // CAVERNS 'N CULLBEASTS CAMPAIGN // SFW // MOIRAIL MULTICLASS // BOUND BY THE BOUND BOOK // @naughtyTechnician // @zebraDad ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ☆ ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < AUTHOR'S NOTE...mmffmm. Sorry for the delay this chapter!!! One of my moirails of four sweeps got caught up in a particularly nasty encounter with a Cullbeast of Unreasonable Hit Dice! Oh noooo!!! Somebody's gonna be out of combat fer more than one short rest!!! But...onto the fic!!! ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); < The Caverns 'n Cullbeasts session shoulda wrapped hours ago...what in tarnation were the lot of 'em still doin' here...? These two ain't had grounds t'yammer 'n yap beyond stats 'n th'doling out 'o treasures accumulated...'n that took place hours ago!!! It took only a scant few moments more fer it t'really click with KRYQUS what this was even about...'n the thought still got dismissed with chudly indifference. Sensation overrode sensibility somethin' sorely suggestive...somethin' deeper...somethin'... ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < Pale. ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < KRYQUS's trembling hands passed over the character sheet in metered measures...examining for errors, miscalculations, even just a rounding error in carry weight that could set his party back some...He was always like this. Thinkin' 'o others in tiny, invisible ways that made 'm irresistible to anyone with eyes 'n the time t'use 'em. Y/C can't help but buckle back a little as KRYQUS suddenly seizes Y/C's pencil 'n tugs it forward tighter than a nat twenty on an athletics check that he'd piledrive into th'enemy's inferior armor class...the clamp continued, as he started to...sink to ganderglobe level. The EMINENT INDIGOD OF INDIGOCELS who once towered like a one troll rovin' rules lawyer on hoofback now ain't no more than a troll, his imposing sourcebooks gone from a monument to a frame. ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < my character died ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < damn ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < toooo bad the same cannoot be said of climate change or casteism or peoople who talk shit and doont get hit ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < oor any oof the woorlds oother many wooes ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < but i can oonly doo ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < soo much ✧( Ꮚ─_ ─Ꮚ) < as a fat fuckin chud of hooned discipline ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < eventually ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < woorlds gootta save itself ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < oor perish unwoorthy ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < KRYQUS becomes a livin' study in humility. His words underpin the lessons endowed to him by ZEBRADAD. A lodestar. A northern light. The honing beacon 'o morality and th'straight 'n narrow. But his actions. His nonchalance. His utter unquestionably sheer un-fuck-withable energy...this becomes the mantle 'o kingly might he assumes at all times. This becomes th'monarchic tradition passed down from KRYQUS to KRYQUS every few hundred sweeps, so long as he's still around. ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> <> JUST LIKE Y/C wouldn't all that mind bein'!!!!! EH? EH? EH? #FOREVERANDEVER #BUTACTUALLY #YCxKRYQUS #YOU+GOT+ZEBRADADS+BLESSING (ᗜᏊಠꈊಠᏊ)¤=[]:::::> Y/C felt inclined t'dispense comfort. There was a possessiveness t'the way Y/C saw KRYQUS cradle the character sheet in his palms. His broad shoulders cinched up like he dreaded th'thought of loosenin' a grip on this concept fer even a moment...but he put on a brave face just fer you. It wouldn't be right t'just let his happiness slip away. And read between the lines a daggum minute, world's gotta save itself or perish unworthy? That's QUITTER TALK! GLOBAL QUITTER TALK! DOOMSDAY QUITTER TALK! Kryqus feels THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD on his bulky sturdy rock steady shoulders right now! ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Just as Y/C up 'n worked th'courage t'confront his hands, improperly conspirin' t'mount a charge across yer thigh...Kryqus scoffs in indignation. He sees through yer transparent advances...and retreats strategically. All prompt-like. ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < tsk ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < doont attempt to knoow me ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < im way toooo cooool foor yoou ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < and even if i didnt mean that ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < yoou proobably shoouldnt @ me irl ᴗ(ᴗᏊᄒꈊᄒᏊ) < Uh oh! That got outta hand way fast...maybe it's time t'call fer... ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> <> REINFORCEMENTS!!!!!!! ᴗ(ᴗᏊ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> <> My -- I mean Gygaax's hands start t'alternate between (#polyquandary anyone???) petting the tops 'o both 'o yer heads...!!! Soft. Rhythmic little circles. My --- Gygaax's cartilage nubs unfurl from the tightly white knuckled meat mallet into a far more approachable set 'o chitinous diggers with a piercingly pale quality...!!! Both Y/C and KRYQUS are treated t'the soft enmeshed interplay 'o palmin' play 'n no strings attached emotional intervention...c-consensually! We can stop at any time. Y/C j...just could use this! A-as could KRYQUS. To uh. CAVERNS 'N CULLBEASTS t'gether... ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < "...Now, KRYQUS," Gygaax began, "Ewe can't be so harsh on Y/C...they've been through a lot. For our sake. For the CAMPAIGN. If anything were to happen to them...it would be on us to see to it they're protected and retrieved. Same as any PARTY MEMBER. Gentler hands should stir these waters. A SHEPHURT should tend 'n mend to its flock." If the two hands mussyin' up Y/C's body in tandem with KRYQUS wasn't BAaaaaaaAAAAAAd enough...a rovin' set of author-emblazoned fingertips were caressin' th'top of yer horns now. Pickin' out stray imaginary somethin somethins. Stalling. ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Suddenly, the rush of hot breath excites the air...populates it with the powerful gale phrasings of KRYQUS... ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < gygaax ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < what the actual fuck ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < are yoou trying to say i proovide subpar care to Y/C ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < i literally carried this campaign ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < coomplaintlessly ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < Y/C with it ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < i resent the fuck oout of that implication ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < i coould easily be gentler with this ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < weaving lazy river ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < if i wanted to ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < GYGAAX laughed. "Ewe could stand to be, KRYQUS. Yes. Just LOOK at Y/C. How can ewe say even a single solitary mean thing about that there cutie patootie?!" Tuggin' yer face into an awaitin' set 'o authorial brasserie, th'royal menagerie incidentally pits ya right in line with a EMINENT INDIGOD OF INDIGOCELS'S dice bag as th'aforementioned storms back onto his feet, now a monolith again. KRYQUS approaches our hug slowly. But not neverly. His arms hover over you. The river is still. Th'air itself thickens and compresses about yer skull, 'n horns, hardly blanketed by th'hoofbeast-scented torso cheekily just behind yonder... ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < what fucking ever ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < here yoou go lil guy ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < lap it up ✧( Ꮚ¬_ ¬Ꮚ) < <> ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < GYGAAX's hands tug around ya like a vanguard against harm. KRYQUS goes back t'bein his usual self...a monument of offended pride...he hugs you. And. Uh oh!!! Y/C feels a scraping sensation...nails possessively curled about one side 'o yer head, just at the barest nuggatory base of the horns (so embarassin'n!!!) and tracin' back towards th'scalp...no matter where ya look...t'KRYQUS or t'GYGAAX...both are complicit!!! A boilin' sort 'o affection wellin' up with intent t'pale, RIGHT ON TOP OF Y/C!!!!! 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IF IT TOOK YOu SEVEN MINuTES. YOu STRuGGLE TO uNDERSTAND WHAT THE FuCK A "NO DIFF" CONSISTS OF. YOu ABSOLuTE GODDAMN PuSSY ASS POMERANIAN BITCH. NO DIFF. IS WHEN I FREEZE TIME. AND MANGLE YOuR MAD BRAIN INTO A FINGER PAINTED LITTLE PuTTY DISPLAY. AND LICK MY FINGERS WHEN I HAVE DEVOuRED. THE SAME STuPID ASS SKuLL. THAT FORMERLY HOuSED SuCH IDEAS. NO DIFF. IS WHEN I RINSE YOuR HEAD OuT WITH A HELLFIRE SPRAY AND PREY. OF BuLLETS. THAT PREDATE ON YOuR OWN SuRVIVAL INSTINCT. AND ROB YOu OF EVERY PITHY LAST BREATH. THAT WOuLD BE WASTED ON BEGGING FOR MERCY. NO DIFF. IS ME. PROLONGING YOuR SuFFERING FOR A SEVENFOLD ETERNITY. VIA. THE SEVEN PAINS. OF CHERuBIC JuJuMBRAGE. IT IS FRISKING MY NuM-NuMS. AND CRACKING BACK YOuR SuPERFLuOuSLY uNHINGED JAW. THEN CRAMMING DOWN A BONE WHITTLING MATERIAL. THAT SAPS YOuR NuTRIENTS AND SANITY. IN EQuAL MEASuRE. WHILE I KNuCKLEFuCK YOuR GuTS. uNTIL THEY SPILL OuT. NO DIFF IS WHEN I FREEZE TIME. AND MOVE A BuNCH OF REALLY HEAVY OBJECTS IN FRONT OF YOu. AND THEN PuNCH THEM. uNTIL THE ARROW. REPRESENTING THEIR MOMENTuM. CHANGES COLORS. AND YOu ARE INSTANT SPEED EVISCERATED. PLASTERED AGAINST A WALL. AS A STAIN. BARELY RECOGNIZABLE AS HAVING FORMERLY BEEN. A LIVING BEING. I AM A LORD OF TIME. YOu ABSOLuTE IGNORAMuS. I DO NOT HAVE TIME TO PLAY BY YOuR RuLES. I COMMAND TIME TO EXCEED THEM. I OVELORD AND OVERLOAD THEM. YOu ARE LESS THAN NO DIFF TO ME. BuT IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE IF YOu RECOGNIZE THIS. IGNORANT FOOLS DIE JuST AS PERMANENTLY. tumut
fuuuuuck. fuuuuuck. i'M getting owned. his mobility is too upward. his grind is too set.
i was more hoping to go from totally unqualified and unemployed to the CEO of a large megacorporation with little work. the kind of job where i sit at a big desk with my feet up, throwing snacks back into my mouth. then an underling walks in and goes "hey man should we do that new convertible in blue? or red?" and then i decide i want both. which i imagine is exactly how your fucking day to day goes.
g1mM3h ur Dig1t4l Co1nz!! 0mNomNomm!!
DO I FALL DOWN A FLIGHT OF STAIRS. AND SuFFER INCREASINGLY BRAIN JOSTLING INCREMENTS. OF MuLTIPLICATIVE BRAIN DAMAGE. TO WIND uP LIKE THE PERMANENT BuRN WARD VICTIM TO BE THAT IS @unhackabledottildeuath? OR DO WE HAVE ON OuR HANDS. SOME KIND OF FLIMFLAM. BITCH ASS. POSER IMPOSTER? I'M INCLINED TO BELIEVE THE LATTER. WHO THE FuCK FORGETS THE CONSTITuENT SHE/HERTERS CONTAINED WITHIN THEIR PERSONAL BEVVY OF BITCHES. THEIR ENTOuRAGE OF ENCuMBERED SWERVETuDES. THEIR CuNT SERVERS. I CAN FORGIVE. THE TAKE-A-DuMPY-IN-IT ASS BOWLER HAT. I CAN TOLERATE THE DISTENDED FuCKuGLY FACIAL MORPHING. I CAN EVEN HANDLE THE. I HAVE NO MOuTH. BuT STILL GOT SHIT TO SCREAM. WAXED OVER NOSTRILS. FREAKISH. BuT NO DIFFERENT. THAN SEEING MY FAVORITE SIMPSONS CHARACTER. IN REAL LIFE. THIS IS THAT. BuT LESS FuNNY. EVEN THOuGH THIS. ALLEGED ME. HAS ALL THE HALLMARK SIGNS. OF A HATER. A WANNA BE ME WANNABE WHO WANNA BE ME SO BAD. IT MAKES HIM LOOK STuPID. ANTITHETICAL. TO ALL THINGS ME. MIND YOu. SO REALLY. IT GIVES uP THE ACT RIGHT THERE. I COuLD EVEN TOLERATE. HIS BORDRLINE FETISHISTIC OBSESSION WITH MALT WHISKEY. uTTER SWILL. BY THE WAY. YOu COuLD CuRE A WOuND OF INFECTION. WITH THE MEDICINAL ASS TASTE. OF YOuR STANK FuCKING BREATH. REAL MEN DRINK BLOOD WINES. AND DON'T WHINE ABOuT THE HEADY AROMA. BECAuSE THEY ARE TOO FAMILIAR WITH IT. FROM SAVAGELY FuCKING BITCHES. BuT YOu WOuLD ACTuALLY FORGET @handMaid? YOu WOuLD NEGLECT. YOuR MAIN BITCH. YOu WOuLD TuRN YOuR BACK. ON NEO FEMINISM. WHAT KIND OF. MAMBY PAMBY. SHORT-SIGHTED. FECKLESS FuCKWIT DID YOu TuRN OuT TO BE. YOu GERIATRIC ASS CRAP APE. I OuGHT TO SHOVE THAT STOOGIE. uP YOuR ASS. AND EXTINGuISH IT. ON YOuR PERPETuALLY TEMPORALLY LOCKED PROSTATE. uNTIL YOu REEL. KEEL OVER. AND DIE. LIKE A CARTOON CHARACTER. WITH X LETTERS ON YOuR EYES. AND SMOKE COMING OuT FROM EACH EAR. I WILL NEVER FORGET THE BITCHES. I'M TOO FORWARD THINKING. AND MY FORWARD. MY FuTuRE. IS FILLED WITH LOADS OF BITCHES. AND THOSE LOADS? I PuT THEM THERE. CERTIFIED SEX HAVER. CALIBORN. RuLER OF ALL. TRuE APOTHEOSIS MADE REAL. YOu ARE NOTHING BuT A BLuEPRINT FOR A STAGE THAT HAS NOT EVEN BEEN SET YET. AN uNWANTED GLIMPSE AT A GHOST OF SHITMAS FuTuRE. AND uNFORTuNATELY FOR YOu. THAT BOY WITH A LIMP WAS MIGHTY INSPIRATIONAL. THERE. I SAID IT. NOW GET THE FuCK OuT OF MY DMs, @flightyBroad . #NSFW #CALIBORN-FOR-GREATER #CALBDESTINED-FOR-MORE #WAIT-I-GOT-IT #CALIBORTED-THIS-ENGLISH-CALIBORTION #THERE-WE-GO #MuCH-BETTER
SPECIAL THANKS. TO @archiveAddict WHO HAS BEEN SuPPORTING MY TRANSITION. INTO A FuLLTIME. MINDBLOWING CREATIVE POWERHOuSE. DESPITE THE HATERS. I HAVE BEEN TAKING THE PANGS OF MY SuFFERING AND SORROW. AND CHANNELING THEM INTO MY PROLIFIC CAREER. JuST AS THE HuMAN GOD CREATED JESuS WHEN HE WAS BORED. AND WANTED TO GET NAILED. BY STRAPPING YOuNG ROMAN STuDS. I TOO. HAVE CREATED. A LITTLE JESuS OF MY OWN. I GIVE YOu. CALLIE BHORNE. MASTER DEBATER. THE TuRNER OF TIDES. IN ALL BATTLES. THE ANGEL OF VICTORY. SPANKER OF ASSES. THAT SPAN WIDER THAN HIS BRAINY HEAD. WITH ALL THE IDEAS. AND BATTLE PLANS. ALREADY DECIDED INSIDE OF IT. HE CARRIES THE FLAME. THAT WILL BuRN ALL FALSE IDOLS. TO THE BITCH ASS GROuND. THEY BELONG IN. I HAVE MODELED HIM. IN INORDINATE ACCuRACY. FORGOING MY uSuAL ATTIRE. OF GREEN SuSPENDERS. AND A DAPPER BOWTIE. IN FAVOR. OF A FuN. SKEW-WHIFF EXPRESSIONISM. AND A FOPPISH. IF uNDERSTATED. CAIRO OVERCOAT. THESE WERE GIFTS GIVEN TO HIM BY HIS LuSuS. HIS HONORABLE TYRANNY. WHO IMPARTED IN HIM KNOWLEDGE OF JuSTICE. NEVER TAKING SHIT FROM ANYBODY. AND EATING ANYONE WHO DISAGREES HIM. THIS IS LITERALLY ME. I DO NOT TAKE CONSTRuCTIVE CRITICISM. PRAISES ONLY PLEASE. https://i.imgur.com/GKGYYsP.png
WEEKENDS ARE FOR THE WEAK. #NONIGHTSOFF #GRINDSET
( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); < Hmgmgmmgmg...!!!! ( Ꮚ❖ᗣ❖Ꮚ); < JUST LEARNED 'BOUT HUMAN PERIODS!!!! AND I AIN'T TALKIN' BOUT TH'TYPE THAT END BEAUTIFUL QUEEN'S SENTENCE STRUCTURES NONE!!! I'M FIT T'BE TIED! ( 💢ᏊOꈊOᏊ) < Give 'em t'me!!! I can take it!!!!!! Ain't none a y'all guys, gals, fellahs, 'n pals deserve that kinda sufferin'!!!! All at once...give me your energy!!!! I'll be OK, you go on ahead!!!!! Live your dreams!!!!
can someone come pick me up im kinda scared rn #eridanweek
ppreciate da note buoy. enjoy yo gas
good night, dear one. i have been away, you see, but recently i have come into possession of a delicious beverage. pictures, + perhaps a selfie, will follow in time. sharing this moment with you would be the most wonderful thing.
Interesting.
↗️YES. THIS IS WHAT I NEED RIGHT NOW.↗️
↘️yes, this is literally wonderful. i'm going to get in here at the ground level and hit it running.↘️
↗️I AM WORKING ON THINGS CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT I'M BUSY OVER HERE.↗️
what a brilliant feature! you wear it well, dear one. here, we can grin together. (:^
Oh wow, th4t sure sounds liKe 4 lot for someone liKe lil ol' me! I thinK I'll sticK to wh4t I Know, th4nK you sir.
only a few clix until my next session. i'll be away for some time, dear one, but know i am keeping warm thoughts of you in my pan. as we ease into that respite... what is a hobby you have recently picked up? i am very interested in the time we spend apart, just as much as what we spend together. #nsfw #paleworker
ahh, young quads... do be safe, dear one. the saying goes "if loox could kill" for a reason. but it can be quite stimulating for those in the field. #nsfw
i am eagerly awaiting our connection, dear one.
oh my! such solicitations will not go unheeded, dear one. should i have need of your service, i will pass your credentials along to my affiliates in icqa. (:^
for shame + for misery. a dear client has postponed our session. i suppose i must indulge in a bit of timeslaying until 3. #paleworker #nsfw
^^i didn't reallY doubt mY safetY, but^^ ^^thank You!^^^^
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(•́⍜•̀)🎪 HOLY SHIT. MY PEOPLE.
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i THINK THAT SOMETIMES, gETTING TO A BETTER PLACE, tHAT YOU WANT TO, bE AT FEELS LIKE, tWO STEPS FORWARD, aND ONE STEP BACK, oR MAYBE, tHREE STEPS FORWARDS AND, tWO BACK, oR MAYBE oNE BACK, oR, fIVE FORWARDS AND, tHREE BACK, aND, sOMETIMES IT IS EASY TO FEEL LIKE, yOU HAVE MADE IT, aND ARE DONE, sTEPPING, bUT THEN, yOU TRIP OR THERE IS, a ROCK IN THE WAY, aND YOU TRIP, aND SUDDENLY THERE ARE NO, sTEPS, aND YOUR KNEE IS, sCRAPED, aND YOU WONDER, wHAT IT HAS ALL BEEN FOR, aND FEEL LIKE, yOU ARE SUDDENLY, sIX SWEEPS AGAIN, aND,,, wELL, i GUESS THERE REALLY IS NOT, a CURE FOR THAT, bESIDES i GUESS, aCCEPTING, tHAT IT IS SOMETHING THAT CAN HAPPEN, eVEN IF YOU ARE NOT, eXPECTING IT, aHAHA, #INSPIRATION #GROWTH #MYtHOUGHTS #WALKING
oKAY,
- Please protect mme. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
THIS MAKES SENSE BUT I CANT CHANGE HER, SHES WAY TOO EFFICIENT
."Getting laid" is very fun and sexY. ?"Getting ofF"? .Great news as welL. ...So you'd think getting "laid off" would be even better, ,but alaS...
Your life must be very boring.
Trying to flash your swag over a site troll Elon Musk owns is like trying to scrub a loadgapper with a toothbrush. No one cares.
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