Mistress Frame
@frameMistress
Your loving mistress, and humble guide.
For those keeping track at home, while the events currently ongoing in the timeline conglomerate under my purview have begun today and are ongoing over the course of a single day, do keep in mind that from your own perspective, the “updates” might appear at a later period of time. Or they might not. Both options are, from your perspective, equally possible.
you give whimsy a scary and morally dubious name! which is not strictly a negative but still!
Oh, I’m not morally dubious, darling! I am evil, by most people’s definition of the word. By design, of course.
and once again the football has been lifted on my path to kick it. the path in this case being practicing the benefit of the doubt.
I have, of course, always preferred cue sports to football anyways, metaphorical or otherwise.
A game played on a material called baize instead of felt. There are twenty two balls (minus the ever beautiful Cueball!), 15 red balls and seven colored. The goal, simplified, is to knock in a red ball and then a colored ball in alternating turns. A simplified explanation, but one that will suffice! It is a game that is of course quite near and dear to me. Heehee.
oh! gosh. how do you put up with having that many crowbars... and matches... and uh. the other ones.
Ah, and so begins the countdown…to the countdown! #cherubwatching
Oh, this will be fun. I say, with certainty. I never get tired of this part.
I of course already have quite the lovely job! Mistress of Time. It’s one I’ve fought hard for, and will continue to fight for, until the Final Shape, but it is quite prestigious and has excellent benefits.
honestly being that direct is a point in your favor compared to your alternates.
Why be coy in this instance, darling? I’ve made it clear who and what I’m here for.
darling? and i dont know! thats why i was surprised. the others couch it in so much grandiose bullshit.
I use the word a lot, don’t look into it. Just a term of affection. Perhaps my honesty is another manipulation! Or maybe I am just literally nice. Both options have different probability of truth from your perspective.
yeah shock of shocks i'm doubting the nice. and i figured just threw me off.
Oh, how you would wound me. If your opinion was something that was important to me at all, that is.
Enjoy the slumber party, dear boy. Another gift from your loving mistress.
Beyond that, though! One more awakening awaits. Then we begin in earnest! Aren’t you excited? Not that it matters if you are or aren’t, seeing as it will happen always, but I do hope you are.
Isn’t this a fun little diversion?
bluh wait r U the one from red mom and green Uncs timeline??? that means part of U is... Ugh.
You give them gifts, and yet they never say thank you!
Welcome, won't you come inside? Oh I fear the passing year did not deserve you By some devious design Suddenly you're very near, as I prefer you Soaked and shivered from the rain You have always been a delicate disaster Fine in fire and of frame Me and you are overdue for fiendish laughter Oh dear, let me see those smokey eyes 'Cause you're a villainous thing And we can't have you living a lie Oh dear, let's remove those pretty clothes 'Cause you're a villainous thing, oh And I don't think anyone knows, oh oh oh. #lyricposting
Do you know the true beauty of a spiral, darlings? The beauty is that it is continuous, endless. Each time it turns and repeats itself, the spiral is reset, born anew. Yet constantly connected to the old one! Recurrence embodied in a single symbol, truly lovely.
I have to say! The missing arm and eye are new! I, of course, knew that in this course of events it would happen, but I of course refer to “new” as something that has happened for the first time. #cherubwatching
With a snap of my ivory fingers, I travel forwards, the power of the Pink Sun propelling me in time, to the period in this current timeline in which my lady and the muse dwell. I come, of course, bearing gifts from the past. Helpfully provided by one Dirk Lalonde. Another snap, and time slows to a crawl. I walk ever so casually inside, my shining cane tapping against the metal of the meteor sitting tall and proud amidst the ruined and dying landscape as I make my way to the sole inhabited room at the very top of it. I deposit my gift within, a new arm and an eye for the Cherubim who inhabit that room Then I walk away, and travel outside. Now, I wait. For the beginning. Oh, such fun to be had. #cherubwatching
I suppose-by which I mean, I’m certain- it’ll be time to intervene soon! How lovely. #cherubwatching
Well, would you look at that. #cherubwatching