DAMARA MEGIDO.
@handMaid
CAUTION ⚠️ WET FLOOR ‼️
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HTTPS://I.IBB.CO/D4J6R18R/IMAGE.PNG FOR MY FELLOW. BOOKED AND BUSY. AND EXPENSIVE. AND HIGHLY DESIRED. #BOSSBABES. THIS IS THE KIND OF SITUATION. WHERE YOU THROW YOUR PALMHUSK IN THE OCEAN. AND GET A NEW ONE.

You've been wanting it. You've been waiting for it. You've been begging so sweetly that we had no choice but to give it to you. We're going back to Da Pumpkin Patch for a rambunctious returning Rumble this Thursday evening. We've got pounds upon pounds of prime beef, oil by the barrel, and a special opening act that'll have you wishing you'd paid for tickets in the Splash Zone. More details to come. Be there. #imcoming #rumble #rumblenight

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠! A proud, family-managed enterprise operating outside the boundaries of narrative stability, the Felt is looking to renew an expansion initiative under the continued supervision of myself, pending direct oversight by Lord English of multiversal destruction fame. Applicants are encouraged to review the following qualifications before submission. Our standards are exacting. Applicants are expected to exhibit a certain cultivated flair. We are not interested in recruiting common goons who grunt through their problems akin to bovines wandering into traffic. We seek individuals with presence. Those among you who understand that presentation is not ancillary to violence, but rather violence's elegant twin sibling. A proper Felt operative should be capable of entering a room and causing discomfort or envy without speaking a single word. The best among you will manage it without even entering the room. Experience with temporal anomalies, organized tactics, occult practices, cue sports, assassination, extortion, psychological warfare, or narrative manipulation is preferred. Applicants capable of violating causality in a pleasing manner are especially encouraged to apply. Do not be embarrassed to specify your supernatural or otherwise absurd gimmick. Naturally, some may inquire as to workplace expectations. The only real requirement is professionalism. The Felt is an institution that values decorum, punctuality, and loyalty. One should arrive to assignments properly dressed, armed, and psychologically prepared for the possibility that one's coworkers possess foreknowledge of one's own death. Such circumstances should not interfere with productivity. You will find the work stimulating. At times, literally so. Gunfire is common, alongside paradoxes, doomed timelines, eldritch encounters, internal betrayals, and long stretches of deeply uncomfortable silence shared between dangerous individuals in suits so expensive entire civilizations had to culminate and work themselves to death to produce them. The benefits package is exceedingly generous. Employees receive a wardrobe stipend sufficient to maintain the organization's dignified chromatic standards. Resurrection leave is provided where applicable. Dental coverage remains available in stable timelines. You will enjoy access to private galas, exclusive social functions, and networking opportunities with aristocrats, immortals, and monsters of social standing. Few organizations offer advancement opportunities capable of transcending time itself. Some applicants may express concern regarding upward mobility. You will discover the Felt embraces meritocracy with admirable sincerity. Demonstrate your competence, survive impossible odds, assassinate your targets in a stylish manner, and your ambition will be rewarded. Of course, failure is punished. You will be guided, observed, curated, and cultivated with the same care one might apply to an ornamental species in a gilded laboratory. The Felt does not inherently promise safety, morality, or psychological wellbeing. What I offer is vastly more valuable. Importance. After all, obscurity is the closest thing your species has to true death.
im a terrible person wwith a nil quantity a redeemable traits im nevver gonna change i can only plummet dowwnwward at an unprecedented record breakin rate im the biggest flop the fattest jobbie in societys unflushed porta potty its nevver gonna get better huh #imisshim

Tale as old as time ✨ https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/ac64b8b8b4b0.png
SOMETIMES HAUNTING SHADOWS WILL WEAR THE FACES OF YOUR FRIENDS AND YOU JUST HAVE TO ACCEPT THAT AND MOVE ON LIKE ITS FINE.
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HTTPS://I.IBB.CO/BVYMTDVW/IMAGE.PNG IT'S PERHAPS A LITTLE EARLY FOR LUSUSDAY PART TWO. BUT IT'S NEVER A BAD TIME FOR #WORKPOSTING. BEHOLD THE MOST FEARSOME. TERRIFYING. DEADLY. TWISTED. #OPPRESSIVE. #EVIL. SADISTIC. VIOLENT. CUNNING. LYING. CHEATING. BETRAYING. SOULLESS. #ABUSE IVE. WICKED. MONSTER EVER TO SET FOOT ON ALTERNIA. ISN'T SHE DARLING. BELIEVE IT OR NOT. THAT'S ME. AND THE HORRORS I AM CAPABLE OF. ARE MAYBE. UP TO FIFTY PERCENT DUE TO. THE FLAWLESS. UNIMPEACHABLE. SOLITARY CONFINEMENT BASED REARING. OF THE ARCHITECT OF ARMAGEDDON. THE CEO OF CAUSALITY. THE FAUST WITH THE MAUST. MY #BOSSMAN. @SCRATCHDOCTOR
IT'S CUEBALL DIVORCE COURT IN THIS FUCKING HOUSE. I DON'T RESPECT. LITERALLY ANY OF YOU PEOPLE.

Good evening, Chittr.ing. I believe it is time that I address the public once more. Due to an unfortunate abundance of pale imitations, fragmented mannerisms, lacquered affectations, and counterfeit narrators cluttering the premises, I have decided that the growing porcelain mannequin community is becoming a bit gauche. I have decided to clarify the situation as it stands. I am Doc Scratch. I am not the Curator, nor a mantled successor. I am not a woman in white attempting to weaponize diction as a substitute for inevitability. I am not someone so derivative in wearing my cadence that she must cope with her failures by attaining a Ring. I am not the Lalonde facsimile rattling about the halls. I am not someone who has mistaken proximity to authorship for ascension itself. You cannot become me through mimicry any more than a human becomes a cathedral by swallowing a hymnal. I have observed all of your attempts to become me. I have observed all of your attempts to surpass me. Naturally, they were fascinating. As though a taxidermy piece had been caught in precisely the correct candlelight to resemble life. Your gestures are practiced. Your vocabulary is ornamental. The smugness is commendably authentic. However, there is a difference between your imitations and my legitimacy. When you speak, you perform. When I speak, history rearranges the furniture to fit my narrative. Now then, onto the more exciting matter. This is my return to form. You may interpret this however you please. Publicly, of course, many of you will feign annoyance, or even ignorance. Many of you will insist this is another bit. Others will manufacture charts explaining why this development is problematic for Chittr.ing, as though inevitability itself were a customer service issue. Despite your inbound complaints, denunciations, and repeated attempts to separate me from the narrative, you continue orbiting the same gravitational center. Curious. Curiouser still, it is almost as though you understood the truth long before you were willing to articulate it. I was never absent. You all have merely been distracted. From the gala to the masquerade, every public schism, every vague revelation, every piece of dramaticism was merely a carefully rehearsed emotional collapse performed before a digital audience hungry for spectacle. Every desperate attempt to occupy the role of architect when you were always meant to remain participants. I was there. You mistook visibility for authorship in languages I myself coined so that you might pretend to sit atop foundations I long since abandoned. An understandable error. After all, puppets rarely see the hand.

- IT's BACK. 🙌🙌🙌🙌 It's FINALLY BACK. MY FAVORITE show: - "In Which Two Dubiously Entangled Pitchmmate Bros Physically Aggress and Sportively Domminate Each Other In and Around an Allotmment of Set-Aside Gourd Growing Farmmland; For the Purposes to Titillating the Audience's Inner Ashen Voyeur As They Use Their Muscled Bodies as Extant Strife Abstrata; Hateful Wrestling Ensues for 30-60 "Earthen Minutes"; An Assortmment Of Bodily Throws Is Included, Along With Feint Punches; The Hosts Are Wearing Meager Ammounts Of Clothing As Not To Interfere With Sight of Their Musclature; Unmmediated Strifes Reach A Fever Pitch And Are Thusly Paused By the Lone "Referee," Usually A Saucily Dressed Indigo, to Leave the Yearning Audience At Large's Conciliatory Desires Unmmet So That They Return for Next Wipe's Episode of [Insert Title for Samme]" - AT THE PUMPKING PATHC #WatchThisSpace #ImmWatchingThatSpace

wwhats wwrong wwith child soldiers child soldiers are paradox spaces preferred candidates for godhood from wwhat i can tell

Grab your britches and tighten your belts- the rumblethon-a-rama is set to blow your briefs plum OFF until youre sitting in your skivvies thinking... *shucks* these guys are going at each other hardcore. Were going BACK TO THE PUMPKIN PATCH. Skipping hump day and sliding straight to tussletime thursday! You havent seen oil like this since #eridanweek... and whos to say i wont be taking two princes once more? Fit to make the last set of wicked heels look like damn tubby time. Two for two in a one on one youll never guess what weve got stocked in the back! Well have MUSIC and RHYMES and best of all... two chuckleheads going railing hard as all get out on each other until the fat lady SINGS. Yowzers!!! Someone turn OFF the heat because this whole shindig is about to be FIRE. Be there or be square... more deets in the works so #watchthisspace! https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/beee53c3eedb.gif
Oh, and I was goofing. I'm not a Cueball.
I HAD THAT @FREAKNASTY BITCH. IN MY JAWS. NO BLOOD POINTS. NO HOPE. READY TO DEVOUR. AND SHE SLIPPED FROM MY GRASP. LIKE ONE OF THE SLIMY WET FISH. SHE PRETENDS TO DETEST. AND. IN A CRUSHING. HUMILIATING. UNTHINKABLE BETRAYAL. BY FATE ITSELF. THE DICE DETERMINED. THAT SHE ATE ME INSTEAD. #RAINBOWDRINKERTHEMASQUERADE #KILLING #VIOLENCE #RAINBOWDRINKER #CANNIBALISM #DIABLERIE #NSFW #GIRLSNIGHT #FUCK!!!!

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