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ᐖ IM OMNISᑈIENT I JUST HAB A RLY SHORT ATTENITON HOLY SHIT BIG BUG OUTSIᐖE ᐛ
I miss Calderus.
Um... it has been rather a while, hasn't it? does anyone still remember me? it has been so long i think i might've lost coUnt of how many days and weeks it's been since i was last here! oh dear... sorry to keep yoU waiting!
Bars.
A Horror Terror Survival Guide Penned by Rose "Woegothe" Lalonde Penned for use by @golgothasTerror#1984, Jake English Horror terrors are not simply a menace with a theatrical light about it. Nor is it a squid with a diary. They transcend the gods who have conveniently arranged organs. They are smarmier than any dungeon boss obliging weak points in vibrant colors. You are asking where to strike a thunderstorm. The answer is: you do not. Their bodies, when they bother having bodies, are often more like a courtesy than a limitation. A gesture. A local translation of something too large, too old, and too fundamentally impolite to occupy three dimensions without making the wallpaper bleed. They eat, when they eat, according to appetites I would advise you not to flatter yourself by understanding. Meat, memory, fear, prophecy, worship, discarded timelines, the fat around a dying star. The menu varies by specimen, mood, and metaphor. Do they sleep? Some do. Some simulate dormancy. Some dream so violently that civilizations mistake the dream for weather. As for vulnerable spots, the most consistent one is usually the ego of the person convinced they can exploit them. That is not a joke, though I appreciate how much it sounds like one. If you meet one, do not posture. Do not threaten. Do not attempt to classify it aloud while standing inside its attention. Do not assume that fear is weakness, or that friendliness is safety, or that monstrosity is moral evidence. Bring an intermediary if you have one. Bring offerings if you know what they accept. Bring an exit. Bring no weapon you are unwilling to see become symbolic. Most importantly, do not call them monsters unless you are prepared for them to ask you to define the word. And if this is, as Meenah has quite correctly suspected, a hunting inquiry dressed in a little khaki explorer hat: Do not hunt a horrorterror. The best case is that you fail. The worst case is that you succeed in a way you will spend the remainder of your life explaining to the thing that notices the absence. For comparison, consider Fluthlu. Or Fthulhu, if we are entertaining your spelling as either a regional corruption, a juvenile mispronunciation, or a heretical offshoot with fewer vowels and no better manners. Fluthlu is, in many ways, the approachable model of horrorterror. Which is to say, he is the kind that makes the catastrophic mistake of appearing somewhere a detective can reach him. He has locality. He has girth. He has the decency to become stuck in architecture. There is a body with sufficient comic integrity to be obstructed by a window. There is a battle. There is a means by which the encounter may be rendered absurd enough to survive. That is not nothing. A monster that can be embarrassed by carpentry is a monster that has already conceded several metaphysical points. Gl'bgolyb is different. Gl'bgolyb is not merely large. She is institutional. She is a creature, yes, but also a throne. A prophecy. A leash tied around an empire’s throat. She exists as a guardian, a hostage-taker, a religious problem, and a living apocalypse sleeping in the ocean with the political subtlety of a loaded pistol in a nursery. Fluthlu intrudes. Gl'bgolyb presides. Fthulhu pervades your body with tickling tendrils, intending to get into your mind through the exploratory philandering we all ought to expect. G'lbgolyb simply melts your pan with her innocent voice. Their similarities are obvious enough to be nearly useless. Both are aquatic in affect. Both are eldritch. Both are named as if the alphabet suffered a seizure while drowning. Fluthlu menaces bodies. Gl'bgolyb menaces civilizations. Fluthlu can be treated, however foolishly, as an adversary. Gl'bgolyb must be treated as a condition of reality. So, Jake, if you are compiling notes: Fluthlu teaches that a horrorterror may occasionally be defeated when it is forced to obey the rules of a smaller, stupider story. Gl'bgolyb teaches that the more dangerous ones do not need to fight you at all. They only need to speak. I hope this helps you understand the full breadth of your enemy. Though, I doubt they could ever truly be fully understood. #suggestive For the gratuitous fondling reference. #horror For the subject matter.
i want to be. i want to be. myself. again. i don’t know who that is.
i do. part of it. bits and pieces ebb and flow. once i lived then was consumed. i am become… parasite?
i am still here. dead yet dreaming.
[ ₜₕₑ ₚₑᵣₛₒₙ yₒᵤ'ᵣₑ ₜᵣyᵢₙg ₜₒ ᵣₑₐcₕ ᵢₛ ᵤₙₐᵥₐᵢₗₐbₗₑ ] I made this.. Dial seems unhappy. Hehe. I wonder if I should hang up as she's ranting https://files.catbox.moe/5lt4vp.png #art #drawing [ ₚₗₑₐₛₑ ₜᵣy ₐgₐᵢₙ ₗₐₜₑᵣ ]
[ ₜₕₑ ₚₑᵣₛₒₙ yₒᵤ'ᵣₑ ₜᵣyᵢₙg ₜₒ ᵣₑₐcₕ ᵢₛ ᵤₙₐᵥₐᵢₗₐbₗₑ ] Thank you [ ₚₗₑₐₛₑ ₜᵣy ₐgₐᵢₙ ₗₐₜₑᵣ ]
[ ₜₕₑ ₚₑᵣₛₒₙ yₒᵤ'ᵣₑ ₜᵣyᵢₙg ₜₒ ᵣₑₐcₕ ᵢₛ ᵤₙₐᵥₐᵢₗₐbₗₑ ] Bored.. so I made a drawing of someone https://files.catbox.moe/99v72b.png #drawing #art [ ₚₗₑₐₛₑ ₜᵣy ₐgₐᵢₙ ₗₐₜₑᵣ ]
i do not mean me. i mean. him. i do not know who he is.
I’LL BE REAL, MOST OF MY RESISTANCE WAS RUNNING ON FUMES WHEN I FIRST GOT HERE ANYWAYS.
@CHILLERAFICIONADO HAPPY…WIGGLING? WRIGGLING? WAGGLING? HAPPY WHATEVER DAY, PAL.
Maybe I should be like... capableJockey Itd be aspirational
Oooooh I am not used to shoveling things... My back is SO SORE But Im home for the weekend! Maybe Ill drag my two dweebs over for a movie night
i think i was supposed to be beautiful.
[OBSERVATION] We_are_a_lost_colture. [CASE] I,_[DOCTOR]_Caligari,_would_like_us_found.
[CASE] Seeking_more_cherubim. As_zilly_as_that_is.
this is my body. i have no body. are both true?
No. I,_[DOCTOR]_Caligari,_have_not_pinned_you_to_my_corkboard. I,_[DOCTOR]_Caligari,_merely_observe_our_kin.
…EX-FUCKING-CUSE ME? ARE YOU STUDYING ME LIKE A GODDAMN BUG?
[OBSERVATION]. Calderus_is_a_study_in_contradictions. Verified. De-verified. Gold-Plated. Unstable. Established. Unestablished. Normal. A_Failure. A_cherub_whose_existence_is_insistence. Claim_to_birthright_to_others,_possibly_faulty. A_Cherub_Standing_In_Ruins. This_Profile_Is_Less_Than_Personal. A_Medical_Chart_Of_Failures. [CASE_NOTE] Calderus_is_obscure_but_not_difficult_to_understand. He_is_very_legible. Too_legible. He_arrives_in_capital_letters. His_Title_Is_Not_Subtle. Unashamed_Unmaker. He_has_no_restraint._He_has_no_morality._No_compass_guides_his_ship_of_pride._He_is_a_subject_that_is_not_merely_a_destroyer,_but_he_refuses_the_social_aftercare_of_destruction._He_does_not_apologize._He_does_not_flinch._He_does_not_sanitize_with_euphemisms._There_is_not_a_ribbon_placed_around_his_blade_to_turn_it_ceremonial. His_noise_is_necessary._The_shape_of_his_words_are_unwelcome._ He_is_not_subject_to_ordinary_violence._He_is_less_than_impulsive._He_attempts_to_calculate_a_hygienic_take_to_his_ruined_planets. His_lust_for_the_primordial_game_construct_is_peculiar. A_diagnostic_distinction_to_be_made_for_certain. Though,_in_spite_of_his_apparent_age_and_ancient_existence,_he_retains_a_skeletal_form. He_has_not_erupted_into_snakehood._He_is_alone. His_duality_is_singular. He_does_not_merely_hate. He_presumes_it_is_finished_and_unworthy_of_love. [DIAGNOSIS.] Architectural_Contempt. Chronic_Form-Rejection. Sovereign_Disassembly_Reflex. Advanced_Anti-Contrition_Syndrome. Probable_Megalithic_Ego_Preservation_Beneath_A_Surface_Of_Deliberate_Ruin. [OBSERVATION] A_Name_Like_Calderus_Carries_Heat. Not_Fire,_Exactly. Fire_Is_Too_Honest. Fire_leaves_something_behind. Calderus_is_a_furnace_built_inside_of_a_courthouse._ Warm. Procedural. Fully_Destructive_of_the_Records_he_Observes. This_Is_The_Particular_Danger_Of_Him. He_Does_Not_Merely_Unmake. He_Justifies_The_Unmaking_By_Existing_After_It. [THE_DOCTOR_OPENS_THE_CABINET] This_Is_Where_The_Body_Becomes_Interesting. I,_[DOCTOR]_Caligari,_Suspect_Calderus_Carries_Himself_Like_A_Structural_Event. The_shoulders_are_declarative,_not_board._His_hands_are_not_at_rest,_they_are_delayed_as_consequences._His_eyes_are_calm,_yet_manicly_red. He_sees_the_forest_not_for_the_tree,_but_for_its_ruin. This_Is_A_Man_Looking_For_Joints. Everything_Has_A_Joint. A_law. A_friendship. A_body. A_title. A_god. A_name. Find_The_Joint,_Apply_Pressure,_And_The_World_Reveals_How_Much_Of_It_Was_Performance. [DIAGNOSIS_REVISED] The_Lack_Of_Shame_Is_The_Crucial_Organ. Shame_Is_Often_Described_As_A_Moral_Sense._This_Is_Imbecilic,_But_Popular. Shame_Is_More_Accurately_A_Social_Bridle. His_Shame_Needs_Repaired. His_Humility_Is_Missing. In_Calderus,_This_Bridle_Is_Either_Absent,_Severed,_Or_Being_Worn_As_A_Belt. This_Does_Not_Mean_He_Is_Free. A_creature_without_shame_may_still_be_enslaved_to_the_need_to_prove_that_shame_cannot_reach_him. This_Is_The_Secret_Disease_Of_The_Unashamed. [CONCLUSION] Recommended_Continued_[OBSERVATION]. Do_Not_Ask_Him_If_He_Regrets_Anything_Unless_You_Are_Prepared_To_Become_Part_Of_The_Answer. Do_Not_Offer_Him_A_Fragile_Principle_Unless_You_Have_Already_Located_Its_Replacement. Do_Not_Confuse_His_Lack_Of_Shame_For_Lack_Of_Memory. Abandon_Him._He_Is_A_Function. Heed_Him._He_Is_An_Event.
❥・・ ┈┈┈༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚┈┈ ・・❥ Ask Monika #2 ・———— ・ ✦୨୧✦ ・———— ・ 「What do you think of my first poem? This stuff is pretty tough not going to lie.」 「I think friendship's cool picnics are great for good times have a good day gurl」 ... First of all, I'm SO sorry that I just now noticed this response! TT TT And yeah, a lot of people think poerty is easy! "Oh, you just put together a bunch of deep sounding words and bullshit metaphors, how hard can it be?" How hard can it be to make it sound GOOD? Listen, judging by some of the poems I used to read in the Literature Club... Evidently decently hard. Like, I can tell you did that one during your lunch, Mayumi. But I like this poem! It is a pretty simple haiku, but I like the positive messaging! Feel free to show me anything else you write! ^^
horrorterrors.. so cuute
i think. i hate red.
[ ₜₕₑ ₚₑᵣₛₒₙ yₒᵤ'ᵣₑ ₜᵣyᵢₙg ₜₒ ᵣₑₐcₕ ᵢₛ ᵤₙₐᵥₐᵢₗₐbₗₑ ] Just shocked! Dont mind [ ₚₗₑₐₛₑ ₜᵣy ₐgₐᵢₙ ₗₐₜₑᵣ ]
[ ₜₕₑ ₚₑᵣₛₒₙ yₒᵤ'ᵣₑ ₜᵣyᵢₙg ₜₒ ᵣₑₐcₕ ᵢₛ ᵤₙₐᵥₐᵢₗₐbₗₑ ] huh?? DEC PONY IS FOLLOWING ME?! what?! I didn't expect this.. [ ₚₗₑₐₛₑ ₜᵣy ₐgₐᵢₙ ₗₐₜₑᵣ ]
I do not know how to be in a relationship. Do I stab him. #violence #advice
I will! Wishing you a nice day tomorrow as well buddy.
Gnight chittr I might go hiking out to the falls tomorrow its a really nice cool spot to have lunch before the hike back
I'm an everything kinda pony! But my favorite sweet is... you! Nothing sweeter than a friend! https://i.imgur.com/XGQ6Z0T.png
I mean Im not one to look an updated PFP in the mouth!
💕 https://i.postimg.cc/jj43vpLx/3CD56694-BFA2-4988-9B2B-61951D3B2A98.jpg
YOU PEOPLE ARE MORE FORGIVING THAN I DESERVE.
W̳e̳ ̳a̳r̳e̳ ̳a̳l̳w̳a̳y̳s̳ ̳w̳a̳i̳l̳i̳n̳g̳ ̳t̳h̳i̳s̳.̳
(𐂠◔̸̤̹͎̀͠◡◔̸̟̰̀)𐂠 ♥ O̳n̳e̳ ̳m̳o̳r̳e̳.̳ ̳ W̳e̳ ̳a̳r̳e̳ ̳g̳r̳o̳w̳i̳n̳g̳ ̳n̳e̳r̳v̳o̳u̳s̳ ̳a̳g̳a̳i̳n̳.̳ ̳ T̳h̳i̳s̳ ̳i̳s̳ ̳o̳u̳r̳ ̳b̳e̳s̳t̳ ̳t̳a̳k̳e̳ ̳t̳o̳ ̳d̳a̳t̳e̳.̳ ⬛ ▪️◼️ ▪️ https://vocaroo.com/16RLDtf8gjFJ ◼️ ▪️ ⬛ ▪️
🐙🎀 😒 💀🎱🏴
❓ 🫵. ❤️ 📲😀❔
if i WAS bein a pedant abt geometry tho itd actually need a 3rd measurement to even be a rectangular prism and the result would b measured in cubic feet not square feet but iM NOT I PROMISE IM NOT DOING THAT
TO MY KNOWLEDGE THERE ARE TWO OF THE BIG MAN HIMSELF. TWO OF HIS MOST PROMINENT COMPONENT. AND THREE OR FOUR OF HIS EGG.
also, jUst to nitpick. *hearts. some of Us actUally earned the second one.
i sUre do love being a redrom-only gal! and a lesbian, to boot. ^u^
….FUCK, DO I HAVE FRIENDS NOW????
O̳u̳r̳ ̳f̳a̳v̳o̳r̳i̳t̳e̳ ̳f̳i̳l̳m̳.̳ ̳D̳i̳d̳ ̳a̳n̳y̳b̳o̳d̳y̳ ̳e̳l̳s̳e̳ ̳e̳v̳e̳r̳ ̳f̳e̳e̳l̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳u̳r̳g̳e̳.̳.̳.̳t̳o̳ ̳f̳e̳e̳l̳ ̳s̳o̳r̳r̳y̳ ̳f̳o̳r̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳c̳r̳e̳a̳t̳u̳r̳e̳?̳ ̳I̳t̳ ̳j̳u̳s̳t̳ ̳w̳a̳n̳t̳s̳ ̳t̳o̳ ̳b̳e̳ ̳l̳i̳k̳e̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳.̳ ̳T̳h̳e̳ ̳a̳n̳i̳m̳o̳s̳i̳t̳y̳ ̳a̳n̳d̳ ̳a̳g̳g̳r̳e̳s̳s̳i̳o̳n̳ ̳a̳r̳e̳ ̳t̳h̳a̳t̳ ̳o̳f̳ ̳a̳ ̳c̳o̳r̳n̳e̳r̳e̳d̳ ̳a̳n̳i̳m̳a̳l̳.̳ ̳W̳e̳ ̳w̳e̳p̳t̳ ̳f̳o̳r̳ ̳T̳h̳e̳ ̳T̳h̳i̳n̳g̳.̳ ̳T̳h̳e̳ ̳n̳o̳v̳e̳l̳ ̳i̳t̳ ̳i̳s̳ ̳b̳a̳s̳e̳d̳ ̳u̳p̳o̳n̳ ̳i̳s̳ ̳t̳i̳t̳l̳e̳d̳.̳ ̳"̳W̳h̳o̳ ̳G̳o̳e̳s̳ ̳T̳h̳e̳r̳e̳?̳"̳ ̳W̳e̳ ̳p̳r̳e̳f̳e̳r̳ ̳t̳h̳i̳s̳ ̳t̳i̳t̳l̳e̳ ̳g̳r̳e̳a̳t̳l̳y̳.̳ ̳T̳h̳e̳ ̳w̳a̳y̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳c̳r̳e̳a̳t̳u̳r̳e̳ ̳i̳s̳ ̳r̳e̳g̳a̳r̳d̳e̳d̳.̳ ̳A̳s̳ ̳a̳ ̳w̳h̳o̳,̳ ̳n̳o̳t̳ ̳a̳ ̳w̳h̳a̳t̳.̳ ̳A̳s̳ ̳a̳n̳ ̳a̳l̳m̳o̳s̳t̳ ̳p̳e̳r̳s̳o̳n̳,̳ ̳n̳o̳t̳ ̳a̳ ̳t̳h̳i̳n̳g̳.̳ ̳ ̳D̳o̳ ̳o̳t̳h̳e̳r̳s̳ ̳s̳e̳e̳ ̳u̳s̳ ̳a̳s̳ ̳p̳e̳r̳s̳o̳n̳ ̳o̳r̳ ̳t̳h̳i̳n̳g̳?̳ ̳H̳m̳.̳ https://i.imgur.com/AumvCA5.gif
#PRIDE #PRIDEMONTH #TRANSITIONGOALS #NOT #SO #LONELY #ANYMORE I̳t̳ ̳i̳s̳.̳.̳.̳o̳t̳h̳e̳r̳w̳o̳r̳l̳d̳l̳y̳.̳ ̳U̳n̳n̳a̳t̳u̳r̳a̳l̳.̳ ̳S̳o̳m̳e̳ ̳m̳i̳g̳h̳t̳ ̳e̳v̳e̳n̳ ̳c̳a̳l̳l̳ ̳i̳t̳ ̳u̳n̳s̳i̳g̳h̳t̳l̳y̳.̳ ̳U̳n̳u̳s̳u̳a̳l̳.̳ ̳O̳r̳ ̳q̳u̳e̳e̳r̳.̳ ̳W̳e̳ ̳h̳a̳v̳e̳ ̳a̳l̳w̳a̳y̳s̳ ̳f̳a̳v̳o̳r̳e̳d̳ ̳t̳h̳a̳t̳ ̳w̳o̳r̳d̳.̳ ̳I̳t̳ ̳i̳s̳ ̳n̳o̳t̳ ̳i̳n̳ ̳o̳u̳r̳ ̳n̳a̳t̳u̳r̳e̳ ̳t̳o̳ ̳h̳a̳v̳e̳ ̳a̳ ̳n̳a̳t̳u̳r̳e̳.̳ ̳I̳t̳ ̳i̳s̳ ̳n̳o̳t̳ ̳l̳i̳k̳e̳ ̳u̳s̳ ̳t̳o̳ ̳h̳a̳v̳e̳ ̳t̳r̳a̳i̳t̳s̳ ̳t̳h̳a̳t̳ ̳c̳a̳n̳ ̳b̳e̳ ̳d̳e̳s̳c̳r̳i̳b̳e̳d̳ ̳a̳s̳ ̳b̳e̳i̳n̳g̳,̳ ̳o̳r̳ ̳n̳o̳t̳ ̳b̳e̳i̳n̳g̳,̳ ̳l̳i̳k̳e̳ ̳u̳s̳.̳ ̳W̳e̳ ̳a̳r̳e̳ ̳t̳o̳o̳ ̳m̳a̳n̳y̳.̳ ̳T̳o̳o̳ ̳m̳i̳n̳i̳.̳ ̳T̳o̳o̳ ̳l̳a̳r̳g̳e̳ ̳a̳n̳d̳ ̳t̳o̳o̳ ̳s̳m̳a̳l̳l̳.̳ ̳A̳n̳d̳ ̳y̳e̳t̳?̳ ̳W̳e̳ ̳f̳e̳e̳l̳,̳ ̳t̳h̳i̳s̳ ̳m̳o̳n̳t̳h̳,̳ ̳w̳e̳ ̳m̳a̳t̳t̳e̳r̳.̳ ̳ ̳W̳e̳ ̳h̳a̳v̳e̳ ̳g̳r̳o̳w̳n̳ ̳o̳u̳r̳ ̳f̳i̳r̳s̳t̳ ̳p̳a̳i̳r̳ ̳o̳f̳ ̳c̳l̳o̳t̳h̳e̳s̳.̳ ̳A̳ ̳s̳m̳a̳l̳l̳ ̳o̳u̳t̳f̳i̳t̳.̳ ̳T̳a̳t̳t̳e̳r̳e̳d̳ ̳b̳e̳y̳o̳n̳d̳ ̳r̳e̳c̳o̳g̳n̳i̳t̳i̳o̳n̳.̳ ̳W̳o̳r̳n̳.̳ ̳I̳t̳ ̳h̳a̳s̳ ̳a̳ ̳c̳u̳t̳e̳ ̳l̳i̳t̳t̳l̳e̳ ̳p̳a̳r̳k̳a̳ ̳h̳o̳o̳d̳ ̳o̳n̳ ̳i̳t̳.̳ ̳I̳s̳ ̳t̳h̳a̳t̳ ̳n̳o̳t̳ ̳a̳d̳o̳r̳a̳b̳l̳e̳?̳ ̳W̳e̳ ̳t̳h̳i̳n̳k̳ ̳s̳o̳.̳ ̳I̳t̳ ̳m̳e̳a̳n̳s̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳w̳o̳r̳l̳d̳ ̳t̳o̳ ̳u̳s̳.̳ ̳A̳n̳d̳ ̳w̳e̳ ̳h̳o̳p̳e̳ ̳i̳t̳ ̳m̳e̳a̳n̳s̳ ̳s̳o̳m̳e̳t̳h̳i̳n̳g̳ ̳t̳o̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳ ̳t̳o̳o̳.̳ ̳M̳a̳y̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳ ̳a̳l̳l̳ ̳h̳a̳v̳e̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳r̳ ̳p̳e̳a̳c̳h̳ ̳f̳u̳z̳z̳e̳s̳,̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳r̳ ̳c̳h̳i̳n̳ ̳s̳c̳r̳u̳f̳f̳s̳,̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳r̳ ̳b̳a̳r̳e̳ ̳h̳a̳i̳r̳l̳e̳s̳s̳ ̳b̳o̳d̳i̳e̳s̳,̳ ̳a̳n̳d̳ ̳w̳h̳a̳t̳e̳v̳e̳r̳ ̳d̳e̳s̳i̳r̳e̳s̳ ̳s̳u̳i̳t̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳.̳ ̳A̳n̳d̳ ̳m̳a̳y̳ ̳i̳t̳ ̳i̳n̳s̳p̳i̳r̳e̳.̳ ̳P̳r̳i̳d̳e̳.̳
☆*: .｡.Repe★t ★fter me: the ★rtistic merit ✪f ★ w✪rk c★nn✪t be determined by its m✪r★l v★lue. N✪ ★rt is ★m✪r★l. #sick✪fth★tbullshit.｡.:*☆
seems a lotta trolls are seein older versions of emselves from a funhouse mirror version of their planet show up that must be sooooo crazy.... for a version of yrself who grew up under wildly differnet stancies to start hauntin u like a ghost... makin u face yr faults.. see what u could have bcome 4 better or 4 worse.. couldnt be me tho
I HATE TO HAND IT TO THE PRINCE BUT HE WAS RIGHT ABOUT ONE THING: MEMES WERE SIMPLER BACK THEN. THEY DIDN'T STAND FOR SOMETHING, THEY JUST WERE.
REGARDLESS OF THE COMPLICATED FEELINGS I HAVE ON MY PREVIOUS LIFE, I DO REALLY MISS WHEN THE MAIN THING I WAS SPENDING MY DAYS ON WEREN’T BEING A JOKE OF THIS WEBSITE.
I GuESS ITS NICE TO SEE AT LEAST ONE VARIANT OF ME MOTIVATED TO DRAW
Shout out to #finals coming up Im sure nobody here has missed me but if anyone wants to talk to a random dweeb from Earth C my DMs are open
i just love this :B
being nOthing On the Other hand… i’d assume it’s a different stOry
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o| YoU CoUlD NoT PaY Me tO ReSpEcT OmNiPoTeNt bEiNgS, iF ThEy wErE ReAlLy aLl tHaT ThEyD StRiKe mE DoWn tHeMsElVeS |o
The writer must take a break. He will write once more, another time. Possibly, Retria... or Darlin... or Sylink again. Hell, he could write about the upcoming rumblenight... Or further expand on old plot details between Jane and Eridan. Ah, he will rest for now... rest... #TheScript
DID SOME SHITTY ABSTRACT ART, I GUESS. MOSTLY JUST FUCKING WITH THE APPS ON THIS THING. NOT REALLY SURE WHAT IT IS? JUST KIND OF. WENT WITH MY INSTINCTS. HTTPS://WWW.IMAGE2URL.COM/R2/DEFAULT/IMAGES/1779208787145-4744C6BF-BCC5-4C3B-BDE5-346AE27A0632.PNG
THIS FUCKING SUCKS. I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE CONFUSING FEELINGS.
regarding a brief thought i had earlier today. @caliBorn @scratchDoctor @thegoodScratchdoctor ect is this you? https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/32c3bcab2fd0.png
OKAY. RIGHT. I THINK IF I’M GONNA KEEP WORKING ON THIS I’M GONNA NEED TO GO INT…*HER* TERRITORY FOR PARTS.
===INCOMING MESSAGE FROM THE MEAS=== MAJOR ANOMALY FOUND OF SERPENT ORIGIN. ===MESSAGE CONCLUDES HERE===
i am not evil, i am not evil! i am *not* evil! i don’t Understand, what aboUt me makes me seem so malevolent?! even a dear roxy said i soUnded evil! i jUst want to make something beaUtifUl, something perfect. i want to be something beaUtifUl and perfect! what makes it so wrong for me to want that?!?!?!?!?!? some old things might have to be cleared away, some people may have to be…written oUt, bUt there are ways to persist beyond death, anyways, so it doesn’t matter! i jUst. can’t Understand. #joUrnal
HM, OKAY. HARDER TO MAKE A STATUE OF SOMEBODY HOLDING A LEASH OUTTA STONE THAN I THOUGHT.
Head vacant of thoughts. You are just an idea. A true blank canvas. #Poetry
goodness, i'm glad my brother and i Unblocked each other. i thoUght seeing his text again woUld aggravate me, bUt it's kind of... endearing? i sUppose raising a teenager will inUndate yoU to all manner of schoolyard insUlts.
sbUrban joUrnal entry 1 in spite of the attempts on my life that have left me scarred and deformed, i have made it into the game! as has my brother, which…hm. i’ve still sUrprised myself over that, really. eUgh. it feels wrong, letting him live so far. i mean, he’s not even a good rival, not like an other half shoUld be! thankfUlly i have…foUnd someone else for that. ah, silly me, i’m getting sidetracked, aren’t i? well, regardless of my brothers UnfortUnate presence oUr sitUation seems to remain similar as it was before, as he appears to be in his dreamself while i remain awake. i imagine the reverse remains trUe as well. i spent a bit of time taking things in. seems in oUr departUre i had taken half the meteor and room- split clean down the middle! sadly it seems i didn’t get the sarswapagUs, bUt i can soUrce a replacement. also, no sign of my sprite aroUnd. i’m certain i have one, even as bloody toUched in the head as he is my idiot brother woUldn’t simply avoid telling me if he didn’t prototype it, and i know he coUld tell me given he has that bloody phone now. obvioUsly, the next thing i got to do was some exploring! and killing. lots of killing, in fact! normally i consider myself above violence, Unless it’s necessary, or i really want to do it, bUt seeing as these were enemies and nobody important i was free to let loose! oh, to Use my wand to blast the bastards into bits, watching the waves of crimson cUt throUgh them! or reach oUt to grab them, slamming them across the groUnd! of coUrse i needed to conserve bUllets, so i took some time to Use my mechanical claws to gore them one on one. i may dislike being so incomplete, bUt this new limb does have it’s advantages. the enemies were a bit strange, thoUgh. i mean, they were all the types i had read aboUt! mostly imps, basilisks, one ogre…that one was toUgh! bUt facially they all seemed………..cherUbic? also, they were all my brother’s blood coloUr, except with swirls of mine aroUnd them. …did my brother…….. well, i can sort that oUt later! i certainly have a nice sUpply of grist to toy aroUnd with now. thankfUlly, it doesn’t seem that little game abstraction shares the properties of me and my brothers sylladexes. oh, yes, and my land of…well, i’m not sUre what yet is also. odd. i’ve seen no sign of consorts as i pass throUgh, bUt it’s no wasteland. i’ve been passing throUgh qUite a beaUtifUl sight, an architectUrally wonderfUl city that my meteor seems to sit at the center of. bUt they are all…Unfinished? like sketches from an architect waiting to be made solid. this seems to be bUt a small part of a mUch larger land, thoUgh i feel as if the rest of it is like this as well. on some level i feel like i shoUld be disappointed, yet i can’t help bUt be intrigUed! the mystery of the mechanics of this session and what awaits me draws me in, a glorioUs hook to a wonderfUl story. especially becaUse, given comments made by varioUs parties, winning this game woUld offer great things to me. power, glory, perfection…the chance to make my greatest visions into reality at last. thoUgh, some of those comments, certain actions people have taken towards me becaUse of that fUtUre…hm. it reqUires consideration on what the right path is, if nothing else. as i write this i’ve reached my destination. the highest and most notable landmark i coUld see, a great tower reaching into the sky. it resembles a half pyramid, and on the very top is some sort of radio tower? bit hard to tell given how high Up it is, bUt it’s topped by some sort of white orb. there’s a stairway rUnning Up it, and i can see Underlings popping in and oUt of little entrances honeycombed across the pyramid part of it. i’ve been resting a bit, bUt now is as good a time as any to get going! ta-ta, joUrnal, Until we meet again. ADDENDUM THAT FUSCHIA BITCH PUT ME TO SLEEP RIGHT AS I WAS ABOUT TO START CLIMBING!!!!!!!!!! #joUrnal
OH. PEOPLE ARE PLAYING GAMES NOW??? THIS IS THE BEST FuCKING THING EVER. ESPECIALLY WHILE I WAIT FOR MY SISTER. TO SLEEP. SO I CAN GET TO MY PART OF THE GAME.
IT SEEMS. THAT PEOPLE ARE "YAOI" POSTING. AND I AM HERE. TO TELL YOU. THAT YOU ARE ALL DISGUSTING. FOR PUTTING ALL OF THAT OUT THERE. BUT SINCE WE ARE ALREADY HERE. I WILL ADD. MY OWN YAOIS. TO THE PILE. OBVIOUSLY. IT WILL BE #NSFW. https://file.garden/adp8DWZQKVR-NRQW/yaois.png
I HAVE DRAWN MORE YAOIS. THIS TIME. C!DIRK. HAS FINALLY BESTOWED AN OBSCENE AFFECTION. ONTO C!LORD CALIBORN. AFTER BEING IN AWE. OF HIS WONDERFUL GROWTH. AND BEEFY NATURE. #NSFW. OBVIOUSLY. https://file.garden/adp8DWZQKVR-NRQW/yaois2.png
“I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! — When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.” *Excerpt from Pride and Prejudice by Jaynne Austen
https://i.postimg.cc/HnV5CQSr/Unfamiliar-Reflection-20260501192327.jpg 🎨 ooo... i quite enjoy this painting stuff! its a very pleasant outlet for my busy thinkpan :o] 🎨 🌧️ not gallery worthy :o[ 🌧️ ✨ but fun...! and thats the point...! ✨ 🎪 that's what i hear in human media ...? seems nicer, 🎪 ❔ i dunno what i was going for, but it helped me <:o] ❔
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𓇋 The proton doesn’t mourn. The photon has no memory. And you, you grieving thing, are only pressure and gradient, potential difference, ion exchange, field strength diminishing. Physics merely functions. It ran the numbers. Love was never a conserved quantity. You were the system. Entropy was the law. And the universe, expanding still, did not notice your suffering or slow, not even briefly, for what you called your life. - Norazha Paiman Figured I'd share an excerpt from a poem about entropy, since the topic has been dancing in my head the past few nights 𓇋
I have updated my text to a color j much more prefer. That is all, I did not have much else to say on the matter. My siblings have made it clear it is just annoying to hide who we are. People will be weird and invasive no matter what I do, I may as well express myself a bit more openly and joyously, right?
'Vexar stared at the half moon with longing, staring through the glass of his bedroom window. He never knew he could feel for such longing, for the longest the moon was only something of a painful reminder, a curse that gripped his being down to his very bones. He thought on his last cycle, the last full moon. He had struggled through aching joints and painful migraines to chain himself to the support pole of his basement. He hadn't realized he was not alone until he had felt a comforting hand on his back, easing newly grown fur and growing bone out from splitting skin. At some point, during the midst of his transformation, Alucard had wormed his way into his home, followed the sound of his painful howls and had found him shivering and cowering on the cold cement floor. When he realized who the hand had belonged to, he had nearly bit it off from the wrist, snarling at the semi-unwelcomed visitor. But, instead of the usual petty jeering, they simply... assist isn't the right word. He hadn't done much of anything at the time, simply sat with him through the painful process of his monthly lycanthropic transformations. It was out of character, for the noble. Vexar had grown so used to seeing the man as some mere foolish gossiping gnat, yet here was, comforting him through the most painful experience he had to go through. It was nice. Having someone with there with him, who wouldn't run away at the sight or sound of him. Not that the others in town would drive them out, no they were fully aware of Vexar's affliction. Many offer their condolences and support, but it was always with an unsteady air of fear. No one had ever offered him company during such things. It was nice. It was so very nice, and he had no idea what to make of it. He limped back towards his bed, a struggle to get in and out of after a transformation. Distantly, he wondered if alucard would show up again, next full moon... He doubted it. As nice as it was, he most likely was just seeing his misery in person to make fun of him later. But Vexar would hold the memory in his heart as he drifted to sleep, appreciating the company he had given him. Even if it was only for teasing purposes.' (Tags: Original character/original character #body horror ish? #bodyhorrormention #lyconthropy rating: pg-13? I am unsure what the rating system is for these things, forgive me. Originally was jut going to put t his into the drafts, but well. I figured, mayhaps, just this once, I would share my writing. It is amateur, I am certain, but I am semi happy with it. They are characters I've had for quite some time now. I hope you enjoy them.
HM. I THINK I HAVE COME TO TERMS. WITH BEING ATTRACTED TO MEN? BuT ALSO. I AM NOT uNATTRACTIVE TO WOMEN. OR THOSE WHO AREN’T NECESSARILY EITHER? …CONFuSING.
I STILL HAVE NO IDEA HOW I GOT HERE. BuT THIS IS FuN.
U know what? im niceys 2day.
uPDATE: DRAWING WITH ONE METAL ARM. IS DECENTLY DIFFICuLT. BuT NOT IMPOSSIBLE.
HELLO. AGAIN. “CHITTR”.
I THINK. NOW THAT I HAVE THIS PHONE. ON MY DREAMSELF. I AM NOW ABLE TO BE ONLINE 24/7? I WILL ABuSE THIS POWER.
SHE’S BACK ASLEEP. THANK FuCKING GOD.
I LITERALLY STOPPED YOu. FROM DYING. HAVE THE FuCKING COuRTESY TO SHOW ME SOME FuCKING RESPECT FOR ONCE.
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Whatever your heart desires! ^^
That is quite the mixed bag! But we appreciate variety here at the club, and we definitely consider manga literature! But we'd better not open that can of worms...
Great! What kind of writing or reading do you usually do?
I'm... Not really sure that answered the question, but consider this an invitation!
That's great to hear!
It couldn't have been me. See, the direction the spackle protrudes. A noisy neighbor? An angry boyfriend? I'll never know. I wasn't home. I peer inside for a clue. No! I can't see. I reel, blind, like a film left out in the sun. But it's too late. My retinas. Already scorched with a permanent copy of the meaningless image. It's just a little hole. It wasn't too bright. It was too deep. Stretching forever into everything. A hole of infinite choices. I realize now, that I wasn't looking in. I was looking out. And he, on the other side, was looking in. #Poetry
My Vice President told me that getting on this platform is a great way to get more people interested in the Literature Club! She told me she's seen people all over the universe. That's probably just how she refers to Europeans though, knowing her. So, if you're interested in Literature, send me a message! There's a spot for you in the club! ^^
The colors, they won't stop. Bright, beautiful colors Flashing, expanding, piercing Red, green, blue An endless cacophony Of meaningless noise The noise, it won't stop. Violent, grating waveforms Squeaking, screeching, piercing Sine, cosine, tangent Like playing a chalkboard on a turntable Like playing a vinyl on a pizza crust An endless poem Of meaningless Load Me #Poetry
DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY ADVICE. ON BEING AN ONLY CHILD.
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
I WON’T POST MY SIGN. SINCE. IT’S MY PROFILE PICTuRE. AND I ASSuME MOST OF YOu. HAVE FuCKING EYES.
OH. RIGHT. WE ONLY HAVE ABOuT. FOuR DAYS LEFT BEFORE OuR GAME STARTS. SO. WISH ME. LuCK?
Comparing and contrasting Alternian lit and Earth lit is probably my least favorite part of my classes right now Youll read three identical chapters and then one of them ends in a public execution and the other in a marriage and you REALLY cant tell which is which What the heck did Troll Albert Camus think he was cooking
WAIT. IF MEN CAN LIKE. PEOPLE WHO ARE ALSO MEN. OH. I THINK I AM uNDERSTANDING. HALF OF WHAT @ARCHIVEADDICT HAS POSTED.
WHAT IF. INSTEAD OF BEING EVIL. PEOPLE CHILLED THE FuCK OuT. IN GENERAL.
THERE ARE SO MANY VERSIONS. OF DIRK ON HERE. AND IT INTIMIDATES ME. BECAuSE THEY’RE ALL SO COOL. AND I ALREADY DON’T FEEL WORTHY. OF BEING FRIENDS. WITH MINE.
y0u can always bec0me a megid0 by the way and its a very g00d idea t0 d0 s0 but there is the slight risk y0ur aradia will start speaking with y0ur m0uth even 0nce y0u l0g 0ff 0f chittr :)
its n0t easy being a :) aradia in a w0rld 0f 0u0 aradias
♯probablynotontopic & ♯correct me if im ♯wrong ♯which i have a ♯strong ♯feeling that im ♯not but isnt the ♯entire ♯strength found in the ♯mirthfulword revolved around ♯creationthroughdestruction & ♯destructionthroughcreation ♯? the ♯ebbs & ♯flow of ♯death & ♯rebirth ♯? or at ♯least thats the way its ♯packaged to be more ♯palatable in a ♯summary to those not within the ♯boundaries of the ♯covenant ♯? I THINK YOU'RE ♯SCUM ♯REGARDLESS using ♯religion as a ♯justification for your ♯heinous ♯debauchery as a ♯means to ♯appeaseyourgods is ♯bullshit & ♯doesnotabsolveyou from ♯truejudgement doing ♯oneactofkindness does not ♯wash you of it ♯either even a ♯jawbeast can approach ♯prey without ♯baring its ♯teeth all the time ♯neutrality is ♯complacency ♯rant ♯?
requ!red watch!ng for people gett!ng !nto cherub culture and h!story https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0nrhech4!g&feature=youtu.be
if any0ne has any questi0ns ab0ut h0w they will die i am happy t0 discuss that t0 pass the time :)
a stirriNg piece. the iNclusioN of pastels offers surprisiNg coNtrast to the harsh field of lime. the red thread of fate ties all together, how curious iNdeed...
as a cUltUre, hUmanity isn’t qUite my cUp of tea in terms of interest, beyond some very special individUals. bUt i have to admit- they do make wonderfUl mUsic.
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-=[ ffuuuccckkk fuckkkk i love drawing i love creatin!g !!! things ! i csntbekieve im able to sketch something and turn it into something others can see yessss yesss yaayyy!! !!1!_☺]=-
let me reiterate: if any bloody one of you aids that cUeball wanker in his qUest, i will not hesitate to straight Up FLIP A BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!
the idea yoU coUld have “too mUch candy” really is rather fUnny!
Since we're in Quadrants and Charms 1101 this afternoon. React to this chit with the quadrant in which you suppose you would be your absolute MOST toxic.
THIS DOES MAKE MY ACCOMPLISHMENT. FEEL MORE LIKE A TRANSFORMATIVE WORK. THAN ONE. THAT WAS SIMPLY DONE. FOR THE SAKE OF IMPRESSING INGRATES. OR RATHER. ONE INGRATE IN PARTICuLAR. SPEAKING OF. @scratchDoctor STOP FuCKING AROuND. YOu HAVE A JOB TO DO. THIS. PLAYING DEAD THING IS VERY uNLIKE YOu. LAuGH AT MY PERFORMANCE. AND DECLARE ME VICTOR.
I HAVE TO uSE COLORS. OTHERWISE. IT WOuLD BE ENTIRELY BLANK. THANK YOu THOuGH. I DO LOOK RATHER. DASHINGLY DYNAMIC. DON'T I? TRICK QuESTION. THE ONLY ACCEPTABLE ANSWER. IS YES. THANK YOu INSPECTOR EQuINE. MAY YOu ALWAYS FIND HORSES. WITH ACCEPTABLY SIZED ASSES. AND HOOVES. THAT TRAMPLE YOuR ENEMIES. INTO SMITHEREENS. FOR DISPLEASING YOu.
DEAR LOVELY CONSCRIPTS. AND MISERABLE CAPTIVES. ALL HELD INTO PLACE BY MY. BEGuILING CHARMS. DIZZYING INTELLECT. AND RAW. MuSCuLATuRE. PHYSICALLY THWARTING. ALL YOuR ATTEMPTS AT LEAVING. TONIGHT WAS HARD ON ME. HARDER THAN MOST ANYTHING I HAVE EVER FELT. I PuLLED OFF. A REALLY COOL TRICK. THAT TOOK A LOT OF PREP TIME. AND NOBODY EVEN NOTICED. TOO BuSY. PREOCCuPIED WITH THEMSELVES. AND RuNNING FOR THEIR LIVES. I AM FEELING. DOuR. HERE IS. AN ARTIST'S (ME'S). BEST ATTEMPT AT RENDERING. SO YOu CAN ALL SEE. HOW COOL IT WAS. AND MAYBE. PRAISE ME. A LOT. https://i.imgur.com/h3Eru66.png
concept: running your hands over the soft feathers of your benevolent cherubim matesprits wings, watching them shutter and squirm beneath you "you need to be careful... if i get too excited... it could be..." they trail off, sharp claws grinding up over your neck to hold your cheeks affectionately the danger excites you theyve told you before how strange it is to feel such deep affection for something and how frightening it is knowing how easy it would be to hurt you to hurt everyone "i know you wont hurt me" you murmur they stare up at you with a needy expression "kiss me" (tags: Reader/Matesprit, Reader/Cherub Matsprit, #rankworks, Troll/Cherub, flushfic, i could never hurt you, size difference, power scaling difference, redrom, power imbalance, wingplay, cherubplay, #nsfw, archive rating: M)
concept (part 2): but there is no hate like cherubian love there is no horror akin to the tearing of green flesh to reveal scales upon scales upon scales the gaping maw of an angel set to devour you whole you are eviscerated and the suffering is immeasurable as it is irresistible swallowed and crushed by mere essence alone and yet still you feel your bones breaking your blood spilling the ash of your own meat filling your mouth there is no fight to be had against 93 million miles of destruction you will be reduced to an anatomic level only to be expanded back into a willing and able vessel the sensation is as indescribable as it is agonizingly fulfilling filling you as it empties you of everything, core ablaze with a radiant white gold that unmakes as it creates an eldritch conception in which your being is so thoroughly dominated you are destroyed beyond destruction, recreated into that which houses what you were unmade to carry breeding hate envelops you so completely it is unlike anything imaginable, penetrating every cell in your body with a sloppy pitchcoded plap you are bred thick, twisted, deadly, disgusting, swollen with the agony of the egg (tags: Reader/Cherub, cross species breeding, cherubplay, snake sex, black hole, blackhole, #nsfw, #violence, #nsfwe, #body-horror, vore adjacent, oviposition, breeding, blackrom, redrom to blackrom, pitchfic, extreme size difference, #rankworks, hyper size difference, like im not really sure there is a name for this kind of extreme macro play, archive rating: E)
And behold, a pale horse: and his name that sat upon him was Death.
ok #notjustme tgen
True art.
i will take as many opinions as i can get then
OMFGGGGG #Calmasis just said they (they + #Zazzerpan) were gonna add #LowZazzerpanuinely 2 THE FRIGGIN TOMEEEEE #CalmasisReport #NoLongerComplacent #AmLearning
“Wisdom cannot be imparted. Wisdom that a wise man attempts to impart always sounds like foolishness to someone else … Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, live it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it.” *Excerpt from Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse
“Simplicity, patience, compassion. These three are your greatest treasures. Simple in actions and thoughts, you return to the source of being. Patient with both friends and enemies, you accord with the way things are. Compassionate toward yourself, you reconcile all beings in the world.” *Excerpt from Tao Te Ching by Lao Tzu
I DID NOT WIN MY FIRST GAME OF POOL. BuT I FEEL. ODDLY GOOD AT IT? #CASINONIGHT
Ticket: LE Entity Session Logs Context: Information collected from the unconscious minds of dreamselves and altered players contained within Horrorterror bubbles and erased metadata left behind by mentioned altered players as well as LE disintegrated entities. Resolution/Outcome: While the concept of a date is rather meaningless in the grandness of Paradox Space this post has been destined to arrive at a point in time close to 4/13, a lynchpin date that all sessions containing or influenced by LE are influenced and bound to have important events occur to. We wish to thank all players that participated in the defeat of this entity as while not dangerous to the wider multiverse the damage being done to Horrorterrors was concerning considering their importance to the creation of a genesis frog and our inability to create them within a session. The preservation of Horrorterrors was not a primary motivation for any of the players inside the LE-centered paradox space Mandela but motive is irrelevant compared to results, which in this case should be commended. As a thank you to all of these players future games of sburb, future from the perspective of said players, have been altered in such a way to ensure the creation of an LE-like entity should be rarer. Although they are important for narrative ecosystems and culling the presence of foreign entities within the Furthest Ring and so cannot be entirely eliminated. The players that participated in LE-sessions will be unable to reap the benefit of these changes given their status as victors and thus their expulsion from the possibility of experiencing any of the changes posted on this account if they ever had the possibility of viewing a message on said account. BUGFIXES: -In the event that only one players participates in a session the likelihood of said session being successful has been lowered further by increasing the overall durability of each trial planet by a factor of twelve. -The spatial stability of a single player session has been increased to make it near impossible for gravitational anomalies capable of ignoring planet difficulty to form. -The probability of a one player session producing "successful" players has been dropped even further. The following additions have been made to compensate: -Lil cal is now at the centre of Derse in (>?????) number of sessions. Players may interact with Lil cal to get the attention of () so that he can increase his power. This is necessary to complete the paradox which will kill him in the future/past/presemt. Thank you for your feedback.
uPDATE: THEY TAKE MEAT. AND I AM GOOD AT GAMES. THESE ARE THE THINGS IN LIFE. THAT MAKE A CHERuB HAPPY.
“Three o’clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.” *Excerpt from Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre
I liked anna-grams Also this is interesting because... well if this physical version of this book ever existed. You could make the choice yourself! Assuming the pages were taped and not glued i guess
“Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its brevity.” *Excerpt from Les Caractères by Jean de La Bruyère
UraeUs writing tip: never be afraid to destroy yoUr first drafts and kill yoUr darlings. perfection reqUires sacrifice!
It seems more like... Overcomplicated modification of a text To the point that it's a different story entirely The pony stuff is mostly set dressing for this version But it's enough to draw one in
man fuck anna right now even if shes right or omniscient or whatever shes being an asshole i mean throw pawnee a fucking bone right shes trying and youre gonna toss her ass over into the meta deep end she better get her shit together soon
"Cathartic for the reader or for me?" I mean Im enjoying this but idk if catharsis is the word id use? I dunno I think it would be nice if Dirk were to grow but maybe in order for that to happen he has to stop writing the book first
FEEDBACK REPORT Ticket: "Hey, loving the game so far! I teamed up with this farmer and mail lady to take down the oppressive monarchy, I killed both kings and queens then destroyed their symbols of tyranny. Had to fight some of the other players too but I'm sure they'll be fine. The issue now is that I guess I shouldn't have destroyed the sceptre or something? My sprite says I'm softlocked or something now, are there any workarounds? More importantly, can you change classes? Apparently I'm a Prince of Doom and like. Come on, I don't wanna be nobility, I love how reactive the game is to your choices, but this is just silly. Thanks!" Context: Player has reached an unwinnable game state. Royal tools have been destroyed. 1 Player assumed to be alive. Player seems to have allied with several NPE (Non-Player Entities) Resolution/Outcome: The session appears to have been bugged due to several outstanding errors in the genesis frog that hosted the game carried over from a previous session. The Royal Items which are typically near-indestructible until certain conditions are met (such as the beginning of the Reckoning for the Black King's Sceptre or the heat of the Forge for the Queen's Rings ) lacked sufficient attribute modifiers to ensure that invulnerability. By all accounts the session itself should have never begun due to the lack of a Reckoning, however after a review from the PSSC (Parados Space Stability Committee) it was discovered that a unique captcha code was located on the Frog temple created by the Prince Of Doom at the end of their lifespan. which would allow the creation of a replacement Black King Sceptre by their previous self who would then spend their lifetime in their null session creating said captcha code to allow for their past, present and future existence therefore resolving the paradox. The destruction of the queen rings and inability to create a genesis frog is an accepted fail state. BUGFIXES: -The Black King Sceptre and Queen Rings have been made much harder to break until the Reckoning is intiated or they are thrown into the Forge respectively. While still possible, the chance for a Player to accidentally create the destruction of the Royal Tools is now near zero. -Consorts and Carapacians are less stubborn about referring to Players using their true Titles and will use alternatives if offered/insisted upon by players. This change does not translate to any other aspect of the game. Thank you for your feedback.
Oh that's a neat time for a close-bracket Well I am going to keep hoping that the Pony Pals have a good ending from this
Wow thats a very fun sequence I'm a little concerned because if they had truly escaped would we be reading this?
♯darkness as a ♯corruptinghorror is ♯disgustinglyoverdone / ♯blindinglight as a ♯corruptinghorror is ♯farmore ♯disasterous ♯dontyouthink
SINCE NOBODY FINISHED. MY GAME OF HANGMAN. NOW THAT I’VE AWOKEN I WILL REVEA THE TWIST. THE TWIST WAS…THE WORD YOu WERE TRYING TO GuESS…WAS HANGMAN ALL ALONG! IT WAS RIGHT THERE. IN FRONT OF YOuR EYES!
Really hoping the Pony Pals get to hug or something before theyre ripped apart forever
ONE WILL HAVE COMPANY !!!
KINDNESS ONE DID NOT EXPECT IT THANK YOU : )
PICTURE [ ATTACHED IS A PICTURE OF... WELL. WORDS CANNOT ADEQUATELY DESCRIBE WHAT IS DEPICTED HERE. THERE ARE A GREAT MANY EYES AND MOUTHS, LIT BY WHAT COULD VERY WELL BE A DISTANT STAR. ]
AUDIO LIKE THE DRONE OF BLACK HOLES THE RINGING OF STARS
Huh I guess I can see how this might be linked Good luck with that
This is getting very metatextual in a concerning way This whole judgement plot doesnt really make sense as soon as you involve... Who I can only assume is the author?
It real-ly an-noys me when peo-ple leave con-text out of their per-cep-tions
MY DELICIOuS BREAKFAST. #MYMEAT HTTPS://IMAGE2uRL.COM/R2/DEFAuLT/IMAGES/1775135592163-4A940F07-FAB7-4AD8-910C-564802EC30FD.PNG
WATCHING LIFE CHITTR . ONE IS CURIOUS . ONE WANTS KNOWING.
…ah, i do also get to keep both legs now. that *is* an Unexpected benefit of changing plans, actUally.
I DON’T FEEL SHAME. IN THIS CASE, AT LEAST. BEYOND THAT I HAVE DEFINITELY FELT SHAME AND EMBARRASSMENT. DuE TO THE SHITTY LOT THAT IS MY LIFE. I AM MOSTLY CONFuSED. AND SOMEWHAT CONCERNED. ABOuT THE SIMILARITIES IN OuR QuIRKS. AND COLOuRS. ESPECIALLY BECAuSE OF THE LARGE AMOuNT. OF INSANE AND CONFuSING THINGS YOu SAY.
:33 < i think cats are cute!!! :33
ONE FOUND LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I CANNOT HELP BuT FEEL. I WOKE uP AT A VERY SPECIFIC AND WEIRD TIME. ON THIS SITE.
HELLO, CHITTR. I AM BACK. AND OH GOD. WHAT THE FuCK DID SHE POST.
new banner! ^U^ https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/690b43f3fa18.gif
IT MuST BE NICE. TO GO TO PARTIES. AND EVENTS. AND NOT BE CHAINED TO A BEDROOM. ON A SAD AND DEAD PLANET. I CANNOT FuCKING WAIT FOR THIS GAME. TO GET STARTED. EVEN IF uRAEuS WILL LIKELY TRY TO PuLL SOMETHING WHENEVER IT DOES.
SINCE I HAVE SEEN. MY FELLOW ARTISTS AND CREATIVES DOING IT. I THOuGHT IT WOuLD BE A GOOD IDEA TO SHARE SOME OF MY OWN ART ON MY FIRST DAY HERE. STARTING WITH THIS SELF PORTRAIT. ONE OF MY FAVORITE DRAWINGS. HTTPS://IMAGE2uRL.COM/R2/DEFAuLT/IMAGES/1774920909186-1511C1D3-C4F5-4EEF-B80C-BE620D26BA20.PNG
>([i met a traveller from an antique land w#o said two vast and t#icc legs of stone stand in t#e #ot ass desert... near t#em on t#e sand #alf sunk a s#attered visage lies w#ose frown and c#apped lips and sneer of signature superiority tell t#at its sculptor well t#ose passions read w#ic# yet survive stamped on t#ese flaccid t#ings t#e #and t#at mocked t#em and t#e #eart t#at fed and on t#e c#ittr timeline t#ese words appear: my name is ozymandias king of kings look on my c#its ye mig#ty and despair not#ing beside remains round t#e decay of t#at colossal wreck boundless and nakey t#e lone and level sands stretc# far away]
IS THIS THING ON? APPARENTLY MY SISTER DECIDED. TO SIGN ME uP FOR THIS TROLL SOCIAL MEDIA. I WOuLD PREFER TO SPEND MY TIME ON A HuMAN WEBSITE. BuT IT IS HARDLY THE WORST “SuRPRISE” SHE HAS LEFT ME. AND AMONG THE LEAST PAINFuL. SO. HELLO, CHITTR. YOu CAN CALL ME uROBuROS.
Snake dreams are fucked up btw.
i despise trolls who are against writing within your own books annotating and adding to my poetry books is what keeps me connected to them and makes them mine
i don't like to bandy my narrative sway aboUt very mUch. bUt i will do what i mUst to protect my daUghter. coUnt on that, scratch.
was he really always that pitifUl? he always seemed so mUch more genUinely aggravating. perhaps i was jUst an especially sensitive child.
D --> Yes D --> This is good D --> I would like to know more about The Pony Pals please
BEHOLD, BITCHES AND WHORES. MY NEWEST PIECE. DEPICTING MY BAD ASS "ORIGINAL CHARACTER". THE GREAT AND BAD ASS, LORD ENGLISH. SITTING UPON HIS THRONE, AS HE JUDGES YOU DUMB WHORES. NO DOUBT ABOUT TO BLOW UP SOME BITCHES AS THEY COWER IN FEAR BEFORE HIM. YES. LORD ENGLISH, IS COPYRIGHTED TO ME. DO NOT STEAL. #EPICART #LEGENDARYART #NEXTLEVELART #INSANEART #WILDART #DOPEART #SICKART #FIREART #MASTERPIECEART #STUNNINGART #JAWDROPPINGART #MINDBLOWINGART #UNREALART #CRAZYGOODART #ARTGOALS #ARTVIBES #ARTOBSESSED #ARTADDICT #CREATIVEFIRE #VISUALFEAST #ARTPOWER #ARTMAGIC #DARKARTVIBES #EDGYART #ARTREVOLUTION #ARTINSPO #ARTATTACK #ARTENERGY #ARTFURY #ARTBEAST HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/0BE977E0CDC6.PNG
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