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i.think everyone.here.on.chittr.is.kinder.than.they.think.they.are perhaps.there.are.a.few.exceptions but.i.think.more.of.you.are.kind.than.cruel
if you don't think your homie's eyes are beautiful, you're not real friends. homies got GALAXIES in those peepers. a complexity you only get a peek at!
ᕙ(•̀‸•́‶)ᕗ < Air conditioning in the building busted. Gonna be a lot of shirtless meatheads for a few days.
ᕙ( ˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ )ᕗ ✧ < [ OH MAN. It's OMANYO! ] 『 Troll Junk 』 - Name: Omanyo Oynamo - Age: 23 years old / 12 Sweeps - Height: 6'1 / 250+ lbs - Job: Stunt double. Actor. - Sexuality: Hero. [ But Guys. ] - Personality Blurbs: [PUMPED!] [GAINS] [SUPPORTIVE!] https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/dfaaea7a2b0c.png

☆happy #firearmfriday don’t forget to use your friends for target praKtice☆
D0 my dirty dance t0night Serve it 0n a silver platter, baby Make y0u think the ch0ice is mine All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine Begging y0u t0 fetishize D0n't care if y0u wanna fuck (ah) 0r save me Bend t0 any shape y0u like Y0u like, y0u like, y0u like, y0u like #lyricp0sting #nsfw https://0pen.sp0tify.c0m/track/4Mpket0LD5KhtgWW0Buk9w?si=VtVDWDpmSaSh0Vwne2uiHw&utm_s0urce=c0py-link
If ur whole thing is being a hater find a better outlet Play emo music like the rest of us
[⚙︎ Grain from breakfast stuck between my teeth and I've a|ready cut my tongue trying to dis|odge it. Oh I can TELL tonight's gonna be good. 8:/ ⚙︎]

IF YOU EVER NEED TO QUESTION "AM I A LITTLE DOWN WITH THE TISM" IF YOU MAKE A QUESTIONNAIRE TO SEND POSSIBLE PARTNERS.YEAH. YEAH YOU ARE. [ #REDROM #FLUSHED #QUADRANTS #MATESPRITSHIP #MATESPRIT #NSFW ] ANYWAYS, MY QUESTIONNAIRE FOR YOU TO USE : WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR IN YOUR PARTNER? WHAT IS YOUR IDEA OF A PERFECT DATE? WHAT TYPE OF PERSONALITY ARE YOU ATTRACTED TO? WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE THING ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS? WHAT DO YOU LIKE DOING IN YOUR SPARE TIME? WHAT IS YOUR DEFINITION OF A GOOD RELATIONSHIP? WHAT ARE THE THREE PLACES IN THE WORLD YOU WANT TO VISIT? WHAT IS YOUR DEAL-BREAKER IN A RELATIONSHIP? WHAT IS THE BEST WAY SOMEONE CAN ASK YOU OUT? WHAT ARE YOU MOST SCARED OF WHILE DATING? WHAT IS YOUR LOVE LANGUAGE? WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT CASUAL RELATIONSHIPS AND LONG-TERM RELATIONSHIPS? DO YOU WANT TO TALK OR BE ALONE WHEN YOU ARE UPSET? WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WANT TO LEARN MORE ABOUT? WHAT SIMPLE THING NEVER FAILS TO BRING YOU JOY? HOW DO YOU EXPRESS LOVE TO OTHERS? HOW DO YOU MOST LIKE TO RECEIVE LOVE? WHICH OF YOUR FIVE SENSES DO YOU FIND THE MOST SENSUAL? WHAT IS THE BEST WAY I CAN MAKE YOU FEEL CHERISHED?
Aha! I have decided to so generously bless your oculars with more Cartoonish Depictions of my moirail and I!

You’re listening to… Good Morning, Midnight City! And a special good evening to those listening in from far away! It’s beautiful outside again if you can believe it, and we’ve got some amazing jazz to serve ya. Up next is “Attaining” by John Coltrane. Enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!
? Why wo(_)ld I follow a caste system? Seems pointless.

You See The Way Highbloods Make Fucking Fools Of Themselves On Here Every Other Night And Yet You Still Believe In Hemoist Propaganda. / That / Is A " Skill Issue ".

as alwaves fuk da system!!!

-=[who is ms jackson aand did sshe ever accept the apoloogy_☺]=-

You’re listening to… Good Morning, Midnight City! Another beautiful day, and I hoping you all managed to find SOME sleep in the wee hours before the start of this new shift. If you didn't, well I hope this groovy little ditty eases your nerves a bit. We've got "New Beastly" by Vulfpeck here for ya. Enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!
It's amazing how much difference one good conversation can make. I guess it helꫂ❁s that it was something I ꫂ❁robably already knew was true, but...Ever since a certain talk I had with someone about...just letting love haꫂ❁ꫂ❁en on its own time, I've been doing a lot less aching for romantic attention. I'd still love to find someone, obviously, but...I don't know. It's been nice, not having this...ꫂ❁erꫂ❁etual longing hanging over me. Maybe it just has more to do with having more love in my life in general. All I know is I'm not yearning for someone to want me like I was just a ꫂ❁erigee ago. I'm ꫂ❁roud of that. ❣︎

(◕ ᴥ ◕) GUEHEH!!! seal friends took a picture of gume!!! GUAALALALALLALA!!! ((art by lil-nort frum artfight... i HAD 2 SHARE!!))

You’re listening to… Good Morning, Midnight City and all of Chittr! The sun is shining, and there's birdsong in the parks, and we're feelin' so good! We hope you're feeling good too, and if not we hope this next song helps to get ya where ya need to be. This is Chuck Mangione with "Feels So Good" coming right up. Enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!

0nce more, ain't that the truth. my enj0yment of es0teric ebb has only gr0wn with the playtime, which should be typical f0r what is essentially a glorified visual n0vel. still go0d all the same, many fail this simple task.
>> h1111111!!!!!! omg ofc you c@n come p1@y @ set!!! 1'11 move some of the he t@b1es to m@ke @ d@ncef1oor @nd c1e@n off the st@ge for y@ b@bez <<
<< 2erelo :2 :n charge of that 2tuff here. @enthu2edPurveyor >>
<< :t2 cool :n here and : make a pretty good cockta:l >>
((I should probably actually make a pinned ooc for this account. I only focus on hate reacting on original chits and avoid OOC, art, and threads for the most part and try not to do it too much all at once. Sometimes I just madly hate react to a bunch of posts cause I'm not focusing though lol or hit replies if I'm too lazy to scroll past stuff I've already reacted to. Essentially this is just a free kull bump for everyone. Feel free to block though, I actively encourage an ic block if you get annoyed lol. Anyways get bricked)) https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/b8b45569ad55.png

BADGER BADGER BADGER BADGER MUSHROOM MUSHROOM. #CLASSICCOSTARPOSTING
BREAKING NEWS: Trauma discovered to be curable by eating pinecones! THIS HAS BEEN HIVEMIND NEWS, SIGNING OUT.
BREAKING NEWS: Did you miss us? Admit it you missed us. THIS HAS BEEN HIVEMIND NEWS, SIGNING OUT.
FINISHED THE NE⌁ REHASH OF THE HQ OFFICE. I KNO⌁ YOU'RE PROBABLY ⌁ONDERING, SATURN, DIDN'T YOU JUST REMODEL? AND THE ANS⌁ER IS NO YOU POOR FUMBLING MORON I REMODELED THE OFFSITE OFFICE ONE ⌁EEK AGO, THIS IS DIFFERENT AND E⌁EN BETTER, KEEP UP. ANY⌁AY TAKE A GOOD LONG LOOK AT THIS HANDSOME LINEUP. JUST ME AND THE BEST PEOPLE I KNO⌁. LET'S HOPE I DON'T GET TOO DISTRACTED BY ALL THE PRETTY FACES, HUH? ⌁⌁ SATURN INTERSTELLAR, HERE FOR YOU ⌁HEN YOU GOT NOTHING LEFT ⌁⌁
:> https://64.medi^.tumblr.com/80fd194fff4c9593b^bddbe3d905d492/05b6962d^b0f1efd-c6/s2048x3072/389e964798df6cdb9c34^76f65be^69^812d7ecf.png Well, those weren't there before (the flecks in my eyes). <:

You’re listening to… Good Evening, beautiful listeners! Finally things are beginning to cool down, and hopefully slow up a bit too. We've got some real grooves coming up here for you next to wind down into the evening with. This artist is called Tremendous Aron, and the song is called "Lola". We hope you enjoy, and hey...thanks for listening. …Midnight City Jazz!

☆Listening to pretty hate machine and drinKing an ablution trap beer, there ain’t nothin liKe it☆
|| ...um if this -n-rgy k--ps up...i could swing by aft-r my shift if you would lik-... #sugg-stiv- #nsfw ||

It's Official. I will be typing like this until further notice.
𝄁𝄢THeY ReaLLY gOT TROLL SPIeLbeRg JUST TO MaKe "ScaRY fILM baSed ON a SeRIeS Of INTeRNeT VIdeOS IN WHIcH THe dRead aNd SLOW bURN cOMeS fROM THe faceS Of cHaRacTeRS beINg dISTORTed INTO THe UNcaNNeY VaLLeY WITH VHS aeSTHeTIcS TO eVOKe a SeNSe Of TWISTed NOSTaLgIa" 𝄞 𝄂

○ ● ○ ╰( ◕ ◡ ◕ )╯ _|| ||_ WICKED RHYME2 3:05 "let them be buried, BURIED ALIVE. in their 2uit2, IN THEIR TIE2." - Elder Garneau #2cripture #clurch ○ ● ○
Pardøn? #dashwatching

.HERES A FUCKING REMINDER FOR ALL OF YOU BOZOs .there's gonna be a party by my coach this fridaY ?remember the whole ten k kull thinG .smores ,campfires ,shit like thaT .might pick a lakeside spot so seadwellers dont dry the fuck ouT .blah blaH .topless dress codE .BE THERe #nsfw but fucking not really cuz just because its topless doesnt mean fucking is gonna happeN .i just want free tittieS .no different attitude than a dude with his top ofF #furann10kkullparty
⏾ Yall g﴾ ﴿tta settle d﴾ ﴿wn sip s﴾ ﴿me syrup a sumn.
Cøntributing Is Gøød, But Ønly Tø The Extent Øf Yøur Abilities. Yøu Are Vvaluable Just By Vvirtue Øf Being Hatched, " Vvalue " Døesn't Make Yøur Existence Any Møre Vvaluable Than Any Øther.
⏾ G﴾ ﴿﴾ ﴿d midnight y'all what's ya fav﴾ ﴿rite kinda tree? I l﴾ ﴿ve me a s﴾ ﴿uthern live ﴾ ﴿ak.

You’re listening to… Gooooood Morning, everybody! I hope you all slept well, and are ready to face the day today! The weather's wonderful, just that little bit of damp in the air from the morning dew before the sun has fully burned it away, and there all sorts of flowers in bloom in the local parks. I know I enjoyed my walk to work here; I like to get up extra early just to take a detour through the one on Bogart ave. But enough yapping from me; let's get to the music! We've got Alba Lamar here with "Swing and Jump" to get us up and going. Enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!

"UrgE Of chAOs And whIm Of chAngE bE EvEr On yOUr skIn lIkE pAInt... kIckAss And gIvIng nO shIts." bEgInnIngs 5:9 #scrIptUrE

⚇ Lil' motherfuckers have been really on the ball lately in class. ⚇ Just wish they'd apply themselves to every reading like they did the Hot Shit :o/ ⚇ Maybe I should start tagging this shit #workposting #MirthfulChittr ⚇ You know how it is. ⚇

⚇ Conviction 25:13 ⚇ "If your frond trembles at the thought of pain, then learn this. There is no agony greater than failing the Messiahs and you must steel your pusher to not just the suffering of those lesser but also to your own. There's time and a place to lick your wounds but don't bitch out on me now, seen?" #MirthfulChittr #Clownposting #Scripture ⚇

"blEssEd ArE thOsE whO dO nOt qUEstIOn thEIr jOy." dEvOtIOns 25:4 #scrIptUrE
<action; statement input; statement: perhaps i shou|d assign a tag to use for a|| of the songs i make />

SHOULD I GET HIGH. YES OR NO.

X I smell like weed rn #substance x
<action; statement input; statement: i might try to make more music during this |ight shift input; statement: something creative to he|p ca|m down input; statement: a|though my pan sti|| hurts from p|aying a mu|tip|ayer game whi|st the ship was busy so i might have to work on it in tiny doses input; statement: good|ight to everyone who can s|eep />
+[U] Note:-Noiise-did-kidnap-me;-he-had-a-bisexual-awakening-during-that-experience-(this-was-about-a-month-or-so-ago). We-are-now-dating-cause-of-that-entire... situation. I-did-get-great-board-game-recommendations-out-of-that,-by-the-way,-thank-you. He-sucks-at-Monopoly-and-is-a-cheat. Also,-this-image-exists-because-he's-insufferable-and-more-gayer-than-the-gay-man-he's-dating-
Ⓧ That's crazy I also have a matesprit now. What a coincidence! Ⓧ
Ⓧ Mine's a cerulean detective who kept telling me to stop saying gay shit. He's pretty cute. Ⓧ
R๑m๑mb๑r≋ L๑viΛthΛ∩ l◊v๑s Λll ◊f y◊u

hmm. something oedipal happened here. the gardener, despite all odds, beats out mommy lalonde. smells fishy to me, but the numbers dont like. the next match up... wvho is this? ms. paint? i dont evwen... ah shit, i shouldwve picked the mail lady. vwhatewver. ms. paint! wversus... her imperious coddamn condescension herself. vwhos it gonna be this #cronusbabeoff? <3 or <> for ms. paint <3< or c3< for condy

Nope! Not #suggestive. Thank you. :)

They are calling me Casper, for some reason. And that reason? Heh, It's my name.

——[justCallie has uploaded a video]—— (It’s a video of a scarecrow in a field about 70 feet away, a few seconds in a laser can be seen shining on it and then after about 10 more seconds, it’s annihilated by a massive explosion)

I feel like I'm gonna become an enemy of the state.

okay. I AM going to be picking a new party game soon. I like amogy but I want another a something

somet|mes | do my fl|rt|ng solely through reAct|ng And hope for the best

☆stole a top of the line CD player and after I bust the seKurity tag on the bitch I’m gonna hooK it up to some siKK ass speaKers☆

Who gonna tell 'em?

IMPERIALIST SCUM!
|| r-filling th- cooling pool and a barkb-ast com-s out of nowh-r- to knock you ov-r. now your- v-ry v-ry soak-d from falling in th- pool. could b- wors-! it is rath-r hot again today, so its at l-ast r-fr-shing. ||

༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Coolingg pool? It's dhis a saltwater bogy? ༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖
|| fr-shwat-r! a nic- plac- for th- b-asts to r-lax if th-y g-t too hot, whil- th-y wait to b- r-hom-d. ||

༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Dhat is unfortunate, freshwater goes not provige dhe most igeal protection from dhe plumes. It is.. bedder still dhouggh dhan dhe raw atmosphere. You coulg shoulg consiger convertingg it to a saline sanctuary ༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖
|| hm...i will talk to th- own-rs about this! i'm sur- th-y would jump at th- chanc- to provid- b-tt-r car- for our gu-sts. ||
moth3rfuk3r h8d mai sh3lfi3 b3caush3 h3 can’t hav3 m3

Im sOrry fOr nOt pOstIng mUch scrIptUrE lAtEly my pIOUs frIEnds, I hAvE bEEn UnwEll fOr thE lAst fEw nIghts... hAh, pErhAps, tryIng tO Act As thOUgh I wAs nOt sIck hAs Only ExAcErbAtEd thE ExIstIng IssUEs I wIll AttEmpt tO fEEl bEttEr As sOOn As pOssIblE If I EvEr dO

ALTERNIAN HUMOR BE LIKE:

What is ever going on here

in an incredible, but not totally unforeseen upset, jane has owvertaken porrim in the #cronusbabeoff, im sure in no small part thanks to her sycophantic goons (more like psychophantic, am i right ladies?) its not just that though, she can absolutely get it, you cant handle allat. porrim is eliminated, jane mowves on! next up, i genuinely havwe no idea vwhich wvay this one wvill go. nepeta leijon, the itty bitty kitty wvho could goes up against aradia megido, subject of chasers evwerywvhere. wvhos it gonna be? wvevwe got slutty examples of both these babes on-site, so im sure there are plenty of good memories thatll inspire some wvotes. #suggestivwe <3 or <> for nepeta leijon <3< or c3< for aradia megido
|| this is wond-rful n-ws if tru-! ||
My Pi*erci*ngs Are Actually My Tuners Turn One And My Ski*ll Levels Change I* Do A Random Run Everyday Just To Feel Somethi*ngᛝ
//The rumbling of distant thunder puts me at ease. Not only does it indicate a storm is coming, but the sound is nice too. I like how the vibrations of the rumbling feels against my body.//
|| h--h-- im glad you lik- it! i was thinking i should up my -moticon gam- sinc- i still cant find a good way to r-pr-s-nt my horns! ||
|| i would apologiz- but this f--ls lik- a complim-nt! (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡ ||
|| did not sl--p gr-at last night...i f--l lik- th-r- is som-thing(or som-on-) missing from my cup- aft-r th- oth-r night... n////n #sugg-stiv- ||

Raisin but big.

first match of round one, and unfortunately, this is one i think is gonna be quick and easy. just like our top seed, jade harley! shes going up against the bottom seed, calliope. lets see wvhat chittr thinks of these twvo. <3 or <> for calliope <3< or c3< for jade #cronusbabeoff #suggestivwe
oh this aint happened to me yet but i can dream an manifest it
if i kill you and you die angry im gonna feel somewwhat vvindicated but if i kill you and you look at me and say some crap like “eridan im still proud of you and our time together wwas wworthwwhile and despite this moment i knoww for a fact that it changed you for the better too” or “tell evveryone life wwasnt so bad” im goin to be ruminatin on that crap for a long wwhile
<action; statement input; statement: i am very g|ad that moongorger is no |onger on the p|anet input; statement: it is nice being c|oser to pasca| input; statement: & it is easier to dea| with the |oad of the ship when i am not scared for her />

Ourselves the right to buy

to earn the right to work

so youre telling me theres a chance.
I have...gained...111...follower...(> . < ❀) I think...Dextra...has once...told me...that...that is a....lucky number...(> o < ❀) Make...a wish...(> . o ❀)

CONTENTION: KṴLL SCORE IS TIED DIRECTLY TO IT. THEREFORE POBICO MṴST POST “TAKES” WHICH ELICIT THIS. SO: . . . HM. BARKBEAST > MEOWBEAST???
Ohhh...!! (O . O ❀) you...collect music... how wonderful...! (^ o ^ ❀) I will...peruse your...ehm...podcast? (' o ' ❀) Whenever....I can...(> o < ❀)
I will....add this...to my ehm....playlist...(^ . ^ ❀) I am...making one...for new suggestions...(^ o ^ ❀)
[⚙︎ Simmer down Gi||ad it means we got to hang out instead of me being used as cannon fodder. 8:V ⚙︎]
I....would like to...broaden...my ehm....horizons...(^ . ^ ❀) What is... music...that...some of you....enjoy? (^ . ^ ❀)
*Hssssst* {〷} happy diθabilitty pride tto my fellow failureθ. €〱 *paah*

You’re listening to… Welcome to the official K2E1 Midnight City Jazz Chittr! All Jazz, All Night! We do take requests, though we ask that any you may have fit the genre of our station. Our listeners have expectations we must uphold! As always, thanks for listening! ----- Also here's a little meet the admin/host section. My name is Diligent Jongleur and below are some employee photos. Just a little peek behind the microphone! …Midnight City Jazz!

You’re listening to… Good Morning, Midnight City! It's a beautiful day so far, the rain has finally let up, and we've got a whole day ahead of us! We've got something nice and fun to start us off with. This is Miss Eartha Kitt with "I'd Rather Be Burned As A Witch". We hope you enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!

FOOund this album at a stOOre might give it a listen https://files.catbOOx.mOOe/9x5r2s.png

Oh gOOdnEss yOU sEE thEm tOO! I Am glAd I thOUght I wAs gOIng crAzy, mEssIAhs prOtEct.
((AND 2 TAKE DA EDGE OFF #substance https://file.garden/aVIln_Qn93xoMwYZ/rioweedmeme.png

🜏 ɛa♱iing a kiiwii liikɛ an applɛ. ii liikɛ how haiirry ii♱ iis on my ♱onguɛ ♅
<< : do not qu:te get how they can do all that w:thout be:ng :nebr:ated. but cha2e your bl:22 : gue22 ° ? ° ;;; >>

SOMETIMES I GET SO CONKED THE FUCK OUT THAT THE SNIFFING SALTS HAVE TO GET BROKEN OUT FOR ME TO WAKE UP.

FUCK IM LAUGHING DAMN IT

SOON: 3K KṴLL & 3K KṴLT SPECIAL. POBICO ESCAPE LABYRINTH AT LAST AND ENJOY SṴRFACE FIRST TIME. #WATCHTHISSPACE

i hope u guys kno i can get so so so so much worse but i hold back so im still likeable 88883

blinks at you

Ennuii is a simple purpleblood salaryman, as his indifference to the religion that most of his caste go into for one reason or another didn’t appeal to him as much as he might have wanted it do. And in the end, their desire to be themselves outweighed their desire to fit in amongst the crowd. Having been born with cat ears and a tail (which are more commonly seen on olives exclusively), it took him a while to find someplace that would accept him for who they are. Outside of one case where Ennuii was left with entirely irreparable fingers, a scar over his left eye, and a gash on the side of their mouth that leaves it permanently exposed, all the rejections were rather cordial. Until he found himself applying for a certain pharmaceutical brand that doubled as a regular office job. Despite said job being his first job, they told them that they “see potential within him” and they ended up hired on the spot. But by this point in time, he’s held a high level position in said company for more than a couple sweeps, and while the pay is good… VERY good… they still find themselves missing something. All of their weekly work for the company regardless of what that may be is usually done within the first day or two of said week, leaving the rest of his time open to really do… whatever. He’s also given a level of freedom that most other employees at the company don’t really get, and he’s been thinking of more potentially scandalous ways to exploit said freedoms… it’s not like they’d have the balls to fire him at this point, he’s the only one there really doing any work on the office side of things anyway! In terms of #NSFW: The purpleblood mixed with the cat parts of them and it resulted in about a 40in bulge that was simultaneously barbed. And the lack of “excitement” in his life only resulted in a rumbling neediness. He won’t go out of his way to find someone to pail with even if just once, and he’d rather they come to him. With their pleasures, their issues, their carnal desires. And he always does his best to see that they are met. But they’re also the type to accidentally break their partners easily, through no real fault of their own. He’s rather closed off otherwise, with the moment someone can really get through to him revealing an infectious lust that can overpower however gentle they may also be. #gore (for the injury description early in the post)

when we needed you most you appeared
🥬 mfw some1 ask 4 le stupid pickle rick b0ng LOLOLOLOLOL #nsfw #substance

frolics with you

ohhh so it's the texture and not the taste ??

did you ever think a8t how they put cluck8east em8ryo liquid in some of these drinks. like it's just in there and it's on purpose. not the nutrient part just the white. like. why

xx_snelf_portraibt_x)_xx
anD iM MoXiDe :o)

i'm prym
if u aint droppin ass for the homies who are u droppin it for #it-rly-makes-u-think

-I- -l-ove s-l-eep-i-ng wh-i--l-e hugg-i-ng someone, -I- -l--i-ke the soft, warm fee-l--i-ng and the cudd-l-es unt-i--l- we fa-l--l- s-l-eep... <3 <3 <3

☆I Kould possibly be down for that☆

☆I Kan worK with that☆

☆OKay but you’re the one Koughing up the Kash☆

☆Is it cheating if I use my psioniKs during a game of Russian roulette? Yes, but guess who’s still got all his pan matter and is 10,000 Kaegars richer?☆
(( I have a goal and it’s to commission more art/‘photos’ of Mituna and the ppl he hangs out with. That would be cute I think. So I’m putting it out there into the world.))

I hAvE fOUnd AO3 AgAIn! :)

im watchin dis hard as a brick rn #nsfw

#nsfw #vagueposting i guess

[MM] is now Offline keep fighting, for them! just gotta keep moving, keep trying, ill figure it out eventually, these loops are starting to infuriate me to no end, though
\\(ᨑ_ᨑ\\ //ᨑ_ᨑ)// \\(ᨑ_ᨑ\\

Imagine how funny it would be if I stopped seeing my matesprit due to #Pride month coming to a close.
we all know clown cars got Magic haMMerspace shit goin on so YEAH! itD be a bit of a squeeze though cause iM wiDe too :o/
... I think I will rest alright tolight. Thank you. Logging out for the time being. Rest well, all.

You’re listening to… Good Evening, Everyone! On this the last day of Pride Month, we wanted to make sure we ended the day/night with another great gay jazz musician. Tonight we have Gary Burton here for you with his song, "Windows". We hope you all enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!
I arrived in a dress. It was the first time in a very long time that I had worn one. The last time was my Sieteñera. I still remember Dillodad coming up from his resting hole to celebrate. I was a measly seven sweeps old then. That was the last time I wore a dress. So, really, it was about time I put one on again. It made me feel young. Beautiful, even. Or close enough to beautiful that I could pretend without feeling too foolish. I was there to see her. See, I was something of an underground sort by then. Officially speaking, I had been shuffled out of the game of life by the Empress’s drones. Removed from the paperwork. Removed from the count. Removed from the kind of future a troll is supposed to have. Then, in my second life, I got a second chance. I went by a few names. My title was the Contract Hiveseer. I provided maintenance drones and instructed construction on larger-scale projects in the Ash Warrens of the Rust Districts. But the name that stuck was Anikah Cikuto. Dillodad gave me that one. I know. I am an ancient troll in her final molts. I am old enough to know better than to be precious about names, dresses, and little ceremonies from a life that technically ended a long time ago. But I am still a girl. And I am still vain. Latching onto the younger name made me feel younger. Prettier. Like the dress did. Anyway. I was there to see her. You would have loved her. She was a limeblood, yes, and a hectic sort. Her primary job at the time was being a communications line. A living telegram machine, effectively. Except the machine was sapient. The machine understood. The machine remembered who sent what, who lied, who begged, who sent orders with trembling hands, and who quietly changed three words in a transmission because three words were enough to save a life. Or end one. So she was always on edge. Always listening. Always a thousand steps ahead of me, especially that night. She led our dance. She whispered under her breath. I suppose I should explain the event. It was called the Limelight. A grand showcase of limeblood societal and cultural impact across Alternia. Art, music, engineering, theater, medicine, historical contributions, all polished up and placed beneath expensive glass. Excessively bankrolled, too. Especially by the Empire. It was supposed to ease tensions between the Empire and the Limebloods. A ruse, naturally. But a good ruse. It got some butts in seats. It got cameras pointed at limebloods without rifles attached to them. It got highbloods smiling at exhibits they would have ordered burned a perigee earlier. It got officials to say words like preservation and unity and heritage while standing close enough to the truth that it could have bitten them. And oh, she hated it. Not loudly. Loud hatred gets catalogued. Loud hatred gets vanished. She hated it with her teeth together. She hated it while smiling. She hated it while taking my hand and turning me beneath light so bright I could see every seam in the lie. “You look pretty,” she told me. I told her she looked dangerous. She laughed like I had given her the better compliment. There was music playing. Some old lime arrangement dressed up with imperial strings, made respectable for the people who needed beauty to wear a collar before they could admire it. I remember the floor. White stone, polished badly. I remember the banners. Green, gold, and enough purple to remind everyone who had paid for the evening. I remember the smell of hot lights and incense and old fear hiding underneath perfume. Mostly, I remember her hand on my waist. She leaned close and said, “Do not react.” So I did not. That was how I knew something was wrong. She kept smiling. She kept leading. She kept murmuring numbers under the music. Not words. Numbers. Frequencies. Gate timings. Drone rotations. Evacuation intervals. I was old enough, even then, to understand when a dance was not a dance. The Limelight was not a celebration. It was a map. Every exhibit hall was a checkpoint. Every performance was timed to cover movement. Every speech drew attention away from an exit. Every server, musician, courier, technician, and underpaid little usher with lime eyes was part of something larger than the Empire had paid for. And there I was. In my dress. Feeling young and beautiful and terribly, terribly late to the point. She squeezed my hand once. That meant listen. She squeezed twice. That meant remember. Then she smiled at some imperial attaché over my shoulder and said, soft as silk, “When the lights go out, Anikah, you go left.” I asked her what would happen if I went right. Her smile did not change. “Then I will have to forgive you posthumously.” Funny girl. Awful girl. Wonderful girl. The lights did go out. Not all at once. They dimmed in sections, like eyelids closing around the room. First the western gallery. Then the mezzanine. Then the main hall, where the great imperial sponsor plaque stood shining above a display of limeblood innovations the Empire had spent generations pretending did not exist. For one breath, everyone was beautiful in the dark. Then the screaming started. Not from the limebloods. That is what I remember most. They moved with such calm. Such practice. Such bitter, rehearsed grace. While the guests panicked, they slipped between them like messages through wire. I went left. Of course I went left. I was vain, not stupid. Still, I looked back. She was standing in the middle of the floor, her hand raised to her ear, listening to something only she could hear. Then she looked at me. Even through the dark, I knew she was smiling. That was the last time I saw her alive. Or, well. Alive in the simple way. You learn, after long enough, that life has categories. Official life. Practical life. Remembered life. Life as a name on a document. Life as a voice in a wire. Life as a girl in a dress, being told where to run by another girl who already knows she is not going to. I survived that night. A lot of us did. More than the Empire intended. Fewer than she wanted. That is usually how heroism works, I think. Nobody gets what they want. A few people get what they need. The dead get turned into symbols, and the survivors get very tired. I kept the dress. Not because it was pretty, though it was. I kept it because there was a tiny burn along the hem from where a drone bolt struck the floor beside me. I kept it because one sleeve was torn where someone grabbed me and I pulled away. I kept it because, for a few minutes, I had been young again. And because she saw me that way. Not as a relic. Not as a contract. Not as a useful dead woman with paperwork problems. A girl. Anikah Cikuto. Pretty in a dress. Running left when told. #cw-death #cw-political-violence #cw-imperial-violence #cw-limeblood-persecution #cw-massacre-implied #cw-grief #cw-trauma #cw-survivor-guilt #cw-violence-mention

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// Just updated my OOC post with art of him finally.. So I'm sharing it live so people can appreciate him https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/392f09e5d291.png #suggestive? //
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|| struggling to d-cid- which vid-o gam- i want to play this -v-ning... too many choic-s. ||

🜲 Blessed ⚜re the pe⚜cem⚜kers. ⋆.˚𓅆࿐

==> Daquavious Bingleschnort III asks: => do you know the story of the hamburger man? (i woke up in a cold sweat last night thinking about this question and i just knew i needed to get this out there) no ==> @rambunctiousRancour => ~~~whats ur favQrite scary mQv13?~~~ hmm probably currently the only involving the backblocks and incredibly horrific figures that mimic
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[BROADCAST ENTRY] Mither here. In tonight's news, it seems like getting kidnapped is what's been happening lately. We're sure you know exactly of what to do in this situation and that is lock all of your doors, your windows, keep a /weapon/ close /by/, and make sure /nothing/ gets in. We aren't sure if these kidnappers are all apart of a collective, but what we do know is that currently a /number of trolls/, not /aliens/, are the ones who are getting taken. From their /hives/ or /otherwise/. We recommend staying with a /trusted buddy/ or /sic/ your /lusus onto them/. We also recommend /slaughter/. But we don't recommend /staying out/ while this is happening. We at Seventh Echo would like for you to be safe. Stay safe out there, folks.
<} Breaking news! Someone’s been… kidnapped? More on that at a later time.
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OMG OMG OMG AAHHHH c3< c3< c3< -I-'M SO GLAD FOR YOU SWEETHEART!!!

∙☾__☽ needed to let you know i hated this twice

Coffee.
I haven't really practiced my juggling but shit I think I can improvise. (If I fail at least I could get people to laugh)

in my absence i have becoome a shift lead managerr at flavoorr disc shack

You’re listening to… Good afternoon, everyone! We’ve hope the cosmic mess of our shared realities isn’t gettin you down too bad today! The rain’s cleared up, and we’ve got some hot jazz for ya. This here is Art Blakey with his piece called “Are You Real?” Enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!

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|| my apologi-s to th- highblood i had to turn away from th- c-nt-r. w- just do not hav- th- infrastructur- to hous- a trunkb-ast. ||
sniffle in each other
i dont agree wwith lowwblood politics but they got good taste
|| i'm glad you ar- f--ling as good and as -xcit-d about this as i am... <3 ||
⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Gods and the godlike meddling in the lives of mortals. ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ No one lives, no one learns, no one grows. ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Even the most benevolent of Gods tramples on the agency of those below. ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ It is their nature. ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅
|| not much b-tt-r than watching th- gold-nblood girls with som-on- v-ry clos- to you :) ||

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There is always time for proper formalities but if it displeases you I will stop (in this situation).
@aridScuttler I wrote you a play to reflect your plight. The Blessed Little Errand of Miss Wirehand A small shadow play for one yellowblood, two repairmen, and an unhelpful saint. [ðe screen lights. heheh. ] [Enter Miss Wirehand, whose arms hang at her sides with great dignity and no cooperation. honk. ] Miss Wirehand: Oh dear. My arms have taken leave of ðeir duties. [She attempts to wave. heheh. It results in waggling shoulders. honk. ] Miss Wirehand: Lazy ðings. honk. [Enter the First Repairman, carrying a box of screws. honk. ] First Repairman: Good news, miss. honk. Your arms are not broken. heheh. Miss Wirehand: Oh? First Repairman: They are on strike. honk. Miss Wirehand: That sounds worse. First Repairman: Only socially. [Enter the Second Repairman, carrying a very small hammer and a very large bill. honk. ] Second Repairman: We can fix them. honk. Miss Wirehand: Will it hurt? First Repairman: Possibly. honk. Second Repairman: Briefly. honk. First Repairman: Repeatedly. Second Repairman: But in a cheerful order. [Miss Wirehand considers ðis. heheh. Wishing she could put a hand on her hip.] Miss Wirehand: I would prefer my arms return to me with improved manners and perhaps we can negotiate a union. honk. Second Repairman: We can add that to the bill. honk. [From above descends ðe Saint of Useful Limbs, upside down. honk. Indigo through and true. honk. ] Saint: Children, children. heheh. Do not mourn a limb ðat needs repair. heheh. Mourn only the limb that refuses your generation benefits package. honk. Miss Wirehand: Is ðat comforting? Saint: No. heheh. It is official. honk. [ðe repairmen open Miss Wirehand’s arms like squeaky cupboards. honk. ] First Repairman: Aha. honk. Here is ðe trouble. Too much work. Second Repairman: Too much carrying. heheh. First Repairman: Too much reaching. Second Repairman: Too much being expected to function because one is attached. Miss Wirehand: ðat is very rude of everyone. heheh. Saint: A common design flaw in society. [ðe repairmen wind a little key. One arm rises halfway and points accusingly at ðe audience.] Miss Wirehand: Oh. honk. That one remembers. heheh. First Repairman: Of course. Arms remember everyðing. honk. Second Repairman: Every door held open. honk. First Repairman: Every wire touched. Second Repairman: Every thing carried that should have been put down sooner. [ðe arm drops.] Miss Wirehand: Is it dead? First Repairman: No. heheh. Second Repairman: Dramatic. honk. Saint: A healthy sign. honk. [They tighten one screw. The arm waves weakly.] Miss Wirehand: There you are. honk. [ðey tighten anoðer. honk. ðe other arm lifts and slaps ðe First Repairman. heheh. ] First Repairman: Excellent reflexes. honk. Miss Wirehand: I apologize. honk. Second Repairman: Do not. honk. It is good for him. [ðe Saint claps wið someone else’s hands. honk. His own too busy holding ðe reflective mirror of vanity. heheh. ] Saint: Behold. heheh. She is repaired. Miss Wirehand: Am I better? First Repairman: Not better. Second Repairman: Just where you were. First Repairman: Better comes later. heheh. Second Repairman: After rest, patience, and no nonsense with fresh hinges, ðese are expensive. heheh. Miss Wirehand: That sounds boring. heheh. Saint: Most survival is. [Miss Wirehand raises both arms. One hand waves. The oðer gives a rude gesture entirely on its own. heheh. ] Miss Wirehand: Oh. honk. Second Repairman: A little personality remains. honk. First Repairman: We never remove ðat. heheh. [ðe puppet bows.] Miss Wirehand: ðen I suppose I will live. Saint: A dreadful habit. Miss Wirehand: But mine. honk. [ðe lamp dims.] [The repaired arms wave after ðe rest of her has left.] End. honk.
I diagY/[N]se you with critically low levels of silly funtime.

GOOD DUSK TO YOU ALL.
Pitter patter, chittr chattr. Haha. heheh. . heheh. . honk. . heheh. . honk. I can't hardly contain myself! My ears are burning wið heretical delights.
| The evening’s performance ended well. heheh. | [ðe puppet bows too late.] A small crowd, but attentive. The kind ðat laughs after looking boð ways. honk. I performed an old devotional piece concerning duty, inheritance, and ðe many comforts of knowing one’s place. heheh. Very traditional. Very clean. honk. ðe overseer seemed pleased enough, though he watched ðe screen more ðan ðe puppets. honk. The lamp guttered once during the final prayer. heheh. A few in ðe back went quiet. honk. I apologized for the oil. heheh. [ðe puppet remains kneeling. heheh. ] Heheh. honk. #PerformanceNotes #ShadowPuppetry #ClownChurch #Devotionalðeater
⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Your history can only be weaponized against you if you let your enemies sharpen it on the edges of your regret ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅

☆good dusK chittr starting the evening off strong with the breaKfast of champions some bugs I found cheKK it☆
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.•° LMAO reMeMber when you did that weird shit? i do. HELLO DORKS. it's Meeee!!!! legasi cortex. editor in chief of HISTORY. want soMeone to forget that eMbarrassing MoMent that changed your relationship forever? need that ex to forget who they left you for? got soMeone tailing you for a debt? just wanna disappear froM soMeone's life? hit. Me. up. you know what they say. if nobody reMeMbers it, did it really happen?
michael youre the boy with all the leather hips sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips michael youre the only one id ever want the only one id ever want, the only one i ever want beautiful boys on a beautiful dance floor michael youre dancing like a beautiful dance whore michael waiting on a silver platter now and nothing matters now
/(@///ω///@)\:hai everyone ( ´・∀・`) its nice to meet all of you! I hope we can be good friends !

sweet or spicy

one night ill fully be a robot n would u guys still like me if i was

You’re listening to… Good Morning, Midnight City! We’ve got an especially lovely start to today, despite the weather being rainy, because we’ve got a special request! From the lovely @numberSeven we have Laufey's "From The Start". Enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!
[⚙︎ Back to work, back to work! Least I got a new mixtape. 8:V ⚙︎]
~~~~~~~~ Good dusk. Remember that corpses float until all the flesh, sinew, and cartilage is stripped away. Bones sink. Make your choices carefully, accordingly. ((#gore))
been fuckin with the groove in disco music for real tho how to they bake the feeling of coke into the tunes itself because theres just something that keeps me coming back to it every damn time gettin my skates on to break a tibia inside my house when i inevitably eat shit on a corner

"= diluting it a little too much. haha. but that's a good use for it maybe.. ="
|| i was not awar- you could us- sopor lik- that o//-//o #sugg-stiv- #nsfw ||
<} Loving the engagement here! Just what we need.
<} Now, the question begs, one troll or a team? How many should drones be hunting for once the static clears? Sorry, won't get answers here, imperial listeners. Doesn't that just make you twist in your seat? Hahaha! <} Here's some news on the docket today. Did you know another small town was raided on the far side of Alternia? Reports say it was a dangerous illicit camp, but what's dangerous about the sick? Reality is, folks, they were pushed out of their hives by an earlier raid in the week that decimated a small town! Before you ask "why didn't they cover this," technically, they did, but they gave you what you wanted to hear to make you feel safe in your cupe at light. Why would they want you to fear your law abiding butts off? That's just it, folks! Be as law abiding as you can muster, *they* control the law! You can do everything right and they will tap the scale to the left with their cankered claw, hahaha. <} For those who don't travel, prices of medicine has risen nearly *27%* in lower caste areas compared to higher caste's. What's the rich folk need with cheaper medicine, anyhow? Isn't that strange, hahaha. <} For those cheated out of new roads, another bridge was approved for the river uptown. Yes, *that* river. The one giving you free water all these sweeps? They say construction is going to cut off access and there will be a hefty fee of your life if caught taking water. I'm sure they will figure out some sugary way to word that so it sounds more reasonable to make you pay for a basic right, hahaha! <} While they only give you the skin of all their news, I will give you the bloody nitty gritty guts of it all. I? Silly me, we! We personally hunt down our news straight from the source instead of hearsay from some cluck in power! That's our *guarantee!* Short list currently, but we will have more in the coming hours. Give our reporters time to hunt down the honest to heiress truth about *your* neighborhood. Suspicious? Send us a DM and we will scout it out for you! Real news shouldn't be kept from the less fortunate to keep them docile, and we plan to fix that, hahaha. <} As a reminder, trust no one, fawn the law, and above all, keep yourself covert, hahaha.

<<"the girlpile,,">>

:o) Good evening, friends :o) Though your friends may have gone long and far :o) You remain. That's something to be celebrated! :o) The Angel has not yet seen fit to render your soul asunder, pray each and every day for this grand mercy.

-=[THE_SHAPE_☺]=-

wats ur biggest video game hear me out dat isnt like idk. pyramid head or lady dimitrescu?? mine is singularity from dbd

-=[heear me out https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/3992f269397a.png_☺]=-

i'm glad i (ould! i love a happ7 ending
|| oh gosh th-y invit-d m- ov-r... d--p br-aths -yginn! you got this. ||

i knew it! (ongrats!
YAY I CAN EXPLDOT EVERYRHIN
|| i can do that! uh, spills happ-n all th- tim-... hahah... #nsfw #sugg-stiv- ||
|| oh uh, y-s! i would lov- that actually...is th-r- anything i should uh, bring? #sugg-stiv- ||
//The mushrooms I find during the rainy seasons taste very good. I've read that they sell for a high price due to difficulty trying to grow them domestically. I may be wasting an opportunity not selling them but I appreciate the flavor they add to my food too much.//
|| finally mad- it back to my hiv-! i -njoy th- subj-ct of my work, but it is always nic- to r-turn to hiv-, sw--t hiv-. ||
<} Already getting some feedback! That's what we like to see here at Nescient Radio! {>
|| STOP ME IF YOU'VE HEARD THIS ONE BEFORE... ((OOC INFO)) || Name: SATURN. JUST SATURN. Positing any other name may result in fines and/or persecution. Age: 28 sweeps Alternian-born. Info about upbringing lost to redaction & omission. One can only assume he was raised with the strongest and purest of convictions given the end result... Left Alternia at 10 sweeps. Ping-ponged his way through being a bounty hunter, learning the art of arms dealing, artillery design, and geoclimate engineering. As per the autobiography, soon after was an encounter and kidnap by an exiled seadweller ship, the cause of his facial scar, the ship's unfortunate demise, and the birth of his dream of being Alternia's Hero. Several things happened in quick succession: - Returns to Alternia & arranges a meeting with HIC. - His proudest work, the satellite Zip It, paralyzes and kills G'lbglyob using a vast electric charge into the deepest oceans. - Orphaning is rendered defunct. The last troll to hold its title, lost in a whimper to artificial obscurity. - Traditional hemospectrum customs are outlawed, allowing for upward economic mobility...and upward cullings. Saturn nestles himself as the champion of retribution. HIC remains untouched. - Saturn Interstellar Corporation is appointed Alternia's economic pusher-beat, public relations, and bloody enforcer. Life is very different on this Alternia. The rest you will just have to find out zz;] Notable features: Lionfish stripes, venomous spines, premature white streak, red double scar through face from a plasma torch, dry skin & horns, tacky gills, bad asthma. Idiosyncracies: Unscrupulous moral backbone, chauvanistic tyrant, answers only to what he feels the universe owes him, OBNOXIOUS, twitchy trigger finger, thin skin, obsessive-compulsive hysterical sadist, thinks Alternian sociopolitical movements are a fine tool to sharpen his own self-importance on. Metatextually, the mun's Freudian chew toy. REFS BY MOI: https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/0aac2ad44755.jpg https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/58141739906c.jpg

sOmE of thEsE pEoplE want me so bad it mAkEs em lOOk stUpId. but that's ok. i AppreciatE stUpId.

goodlight :o)
[⚙︎ @nytime, babe. ⚙︎] [⚙︎ For anyone e|se out there, I've got the goods and can probab|y rust|e up spare parts for just about anything short of mi|itary tech, too. ⚙︎]
[⚙︎ @rambunctiousRancour Might just be a new bestie. Shame it's a hau| to hang out ⚙︎] [⚙︎ Suffice to say I'|| be trying to catch your shows from now on, Gi||ad. 8;D ⚙︎]

ik i find myself super cool n hot but do u guys also consider me cool???

Set Went Well Btw

⧃ Thank you, I appreciate it. Your replies are a spit as well.

[|87 :: Well now 1 don’t know ;f 1 hate h;m more now or ;f 1 genu;nely w;sh to mount h;s skull over my f;replace…fuk me man…oh well 1’m sure 1 w;ll dec;de on that after th;s bong r;p #substance #vaguepost;ng #v;olence

[|87 :: Spo;ler alert, 1 am now more confl;cted after sa;d bong r;p #substance

Yeup. Way too bloody big ferr my mouth. And they sorrta starrt stabbin' thrrough my face eventually. #bodyhorrrrorr

A -l-ove-l-y tro-l--l- he-l-ped me! -I- w-i--l--l- dm you <3

guess who got 10k kull fanks guys ok for dis milestone ill do watever the first comment says ok trust

⧃ "Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive."

I am thinking about installing free arcade machines,in case if not everyone could handle the show. We don't discriminate in my circus!
Yes! #wonderful! #badgeaddedtoqueue #juniorwillpingwhenready
Hmmm. #juniorhas: #discobadge #notmuchelse... #badgerequest? #juniorcouldmake #musicbadge #forallusers!

Every time I see an Eridan or Sollux on my feed, I get war flashbacks to that old EriSol cosplay video where they are both aggressively kissing and I flinch like a war vet with ptsd))
\ i >< i / #noway! #juniorbadgedyou #checkyoursettings

Do you ★lw★ys h★ve ★ quip re★dy to distr★ct yourself from how you're h★rdstuck pl★t?

wow u ppl r horny tonight wat did dey put in the water lol ??? #nsfw

cull

I fear some of you have experienced an ego death so grueling, you've no idea who you were to begin with.

Bombs in your closet.

You’re listening to… Good Evening, Everyone! Sorry we missed out on our afternoon spot, but we'd like to make it up to you with the evening! We've got a newer musician here for ya folks, and he's got a lot of fun sounds for you to hear. We've got coming up next here "Radio" by Johnny Manchild and The Poor Bastards. Enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!

Yknow What Fuck It, Might As Well Drop This Now Lol if You Feel Like Supporting An Indie Artist, You Should Stream He Said // She Said's New Ep, Blind Panic 🙏 https://i.ibb.co/jrkmwpdj/img-6766.png

#piningmoment Before Open Mic Ig, Suppose It'll Set The Mood For Some Of My Songs. Anyway, Fuck These Are Old Now Cuz I Don't Have Any Good Recent Ones But Man. literally Why Is So Beautiful For Huh? #gonnalethimdownagainbut #cestlavie

₍^. .^₎⟆ SSoft belly ssoft belly, !n the skuttlebuggy on the way to eat good ꠹
|| its quit- hot at th- c-nt-r curr-ntly, but do not worry! i am making sur- all th- b-asts ar- prop-rly cool-d and hydrat-d. ||

"Wh3h3r3 hahav3 y(o)u b33n KaIn3" S(o)cIal m3DIa br3ak! S(o)m3TIm3S a guy n33DS T(o) Tak3 a br3ak fr(o)m Th3h3 InT3rn3T n3gaTIvITy.

☆aKtually a banger traKK but the vibe would be horrible for DDR LMAO☆

☆Gog in so bored I’m gonna get drunK and see if I Kan beat my highsKore on the ddr machine☆
would you like a helmet or are you going to just fly naturally
[⚙︎ Ugh I think I got dirt in one of the grooves in my horns. I'm gonna have to brush the SHIT out of that |ater. ⚙︎]
feel like we should shoot someone out of a cannon later
Hi, all! These are #closed again. YAY! #gandertag ← ← ← for a general reference of the Stuff I Make! If it's caught your bulb, then keep one (⒈) out! What I SAY is only an extraneous observation of what your DEMEANOR and 'THEMES' might say about your psychology. Or at least, how MUCH can be said about you from a guy checking your virtual profile. Do also be aware that my analysis might not be ENTIRELY ACCURATE——after all, I only ✎ what I can see! (You will also be CLASSPECTED to the Best Of My Ability.) Thank you all for s↑porting my little hobby. B:o]

im the grEatEst to EvEr do it. https://file.garden/acHa-QA0vHdP6DSD/pEgglEscOrE.png
G0T MY$3LF 4 L1L TR34T. M4YB3 B1G! 10 L4Y3R CH0C0L4T3 TRUFFL3 C4K3. 1 BR0UGHT $0M3 T0 W0RK C4U$3 1 N33D TH3 $UG4R! 4ND N0 1'M N0T $H4R1NG. UNL3$$ B0$$ W4NT$ $0M3. 0:>

breakfast noodle.

god mOtherfuckIn damn i lOvE pEgglE nights. i'm so gOOd at this shit man. im the best god damn pEgglEr in gUlchscourgE.

CLOSE 10K 😱😱😱😱😱🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

[|87 :: Well 1 just got the most…;nterest;n revelat;on. 1 need some t;me to ponder th;s data. #vagueppst;ng
@rambunctiousRancour asks: ~~~what advice wQuld yQu have fQr an aspirin' alternian DJ?~~~ See i dunno if i got a good answer for this since i dont really know the alternian music scenes like that but best bets to keep your taste in music varied and go hard in your mixes lol also always be hittin those clubs and makin friends with other djs, networking is how you land gigs in any entertainment industry

m7 advi(e is and alwa7s will be to treat quadrants as des(riptive rather than pres(riptive and just do whatever the fu(k feels right. labels (an be applied later, or never, if 7ou want
|| any on- hav- -xp-ri-nc- with f--ling a mixtur- of pal- and r-d f--lings for som-on-? it is a rath-r confusing thing to -xp-ri-nc-... th-y ar- r-ally just th- b-st. i hop- i dont fumbl- this v-ry important bag som-how ||
|| th-r- is a particularly rambunctious purrb-ast that was brought in today. lov-ly littl- thing, if a bit high -n-rgy! if anyon- is looking to adopt, th- nam- sh- arriv-d with is chaz-t ||

now that notifi(ation warms m7 heart. i hope 7ou two have fun #dire(tposting
|| uh h-llo. i think i s-t -v-rything up prop-rly... not -ntir-ly sur- what to post h-r-. thing on- on th- todo list, figur- out how to prop-rly portray my horns via -moji... ||

i believe in 7ou!

my condolence's for however that shit play's out

7ou should hit them up, see if 7ou (an’t get a repeat
A small catalogue note concerning @grimCue. The placard you don says HORRORTERROR. I have no doubt that this was expensive, in the social and moral sense. I do not doubt that it was selected with great care. I do not doubt that someone stood back, looked at the badge, and exclaimed: Now this will frighten them! Unfortunately, a label is not a specimen. What we have here is not an elder thing from beyond the rim of sense. It is a broken implement placed inside a glass case and instructed to look ancient. A Sylph of Space, once tasked with repair, now displaying every crack as if the crack itself were a crown. A shield calling itself a maw. A tool calling its handle a destiny. I will grant that there is tragedy in its existence. But it is also quite repetitive and dull. The hatred of flowers. The hatred of Roses. The allegiance to the Lord. The insistence that no one is needed, followed very closely by the sound of a hand against the inside of the coffin lid. All of it circles the same little display room until the velvet rope begins to seem more impressive than the exhibit. Cruelty has shape. It has intention. It draws the reader toward a conclusion. This particularly pathetic display does not. It bites because it does not know how to ask. It snarls because it is afraid the room will empty and leave it behind. It calls itself inevitable because it believes words cannot be plain and meaningful, so it has abandoned the word lonely. It is framed in black glass. It is a fascinating piece, at times. A frightening one? No. Certainly not. Unfortunately, the object insists on standing too close to the glass. It explains itself. Repeatedly. “I am a horrorterror.” “I am a tool.” “I am his shield.” “I hate the flower.” “I need no one.” “Please.” One begins to suspect that the abyss has been replaced with a dedicated docent. The true terrors of the outer dark do not need to announce themselves. They do not categorize themselves for you and allow you to comprehend them. They suggest themselves through omission and contour, through absence and true darkness. This one posts its sympathy sounds. It names its knife and points to the hand holding it. It asks why the room is not colder. The fixation on flowers is rather ungenerous. Hatred is not particularly dull. It can be exquisite. It can be preserved in amber, pinned through the thorax, and kept under velvet and gaslight for an educational display. This is like a pressed Rose left too long in a book, staining the page after the poem has ended. A healer turned barrier. A Space player with no room left inside them. A shield that keeps calling itself a monster because “property” is too humiliating a word. A dead girl insisting the corpse was someone else’s problem. A thing that snarls at every hand and then mourns that no hand remains. That is nearly compelling. Nearly. But horror requires restraint. Grief requires precision. This gimmick of yours, this belligerent idea, cannot survive if it keeps asking where its blood is supposed to go. You are not an unknowable thing from the Furthest Ring and beyond. You are knowable. #analysis #cw-violence #cw-abuse #cw-grief

went go visit my matesprit recently so that's cool

tch #tchpOstIng

all of u are so nice to prym im happy
[⚙︎ You're making this visit sound coo|er and coo|er. What's your goa|? ⚙︎]

this dIscussiOn was fun but lIkE. we all knew EveryonE on this sItE is a fUckIn frUIt hAhA

new pfp wat do we fink i tink it does not capture my silliness anymore
mIght hEAd tO thE bEAch lAtEr. Id rAthEr dO my dAydrInkIng OUtsIdE. #sUbstAncE
1 th1nk 1’m go1ng to need to 1nvest 1n a more durable palm husk th1s 1s gett1ng k1nda r1d1culous

You’re listening to… Good morning, Midnight City! Once more we’ve got rain and some gloom, but we won’t let it darken our doorways. We’ve got some more Dizzy Gillespie for Pride Month here for you too! Here he is with “Salt Peanuts”. Enjoy! …Midnight City Jazz!
/ur not that specia𝐋 bruh 𝐋mfao

im being fr it was 4 sweeps ago

37: @rambunctiousRancour ~~~what's the best piece of scrap yQu've ever fQund?~~~ im being so deadass i found 100 plates of platinum once

******(OOC PINNED POST)****** This is **Kahhal Salion**, also known on older posts as Beetel Salion. He is a jadeblood mutant, a merchant, and a walking problem for fuchsiabloods. He is **anti-Empire**, **anti-fuchsia**, and very comfortable discussing rebellion in the language of debt collection. He does not consider himself a hero. He considers the Empire an unpaid invoice with blood interest. Kahhal sells almost anything. His shop runs on a simple rule: One coin for the machine. One coin for Kahhal. No refunds. Any coin works. Caegars, pennies, weird foreign currency, ancient treasure, whatever. The machine gives out spheres with percentage chances on them. Higher percentage means closer to what you want. Lower percentage means the machine is laughing at you in a mathematical language. Kahhal’s stock comes from a strange gacha-like device he treats as legitimate inventory. He does not know what “the game” is and does not care. Sometimes, when he dreams, he ends up somewhere else and sells things to people who probably should not have access to his wares. Character notes: Kahhal is blunt, literal, socially undercooked, and frequently unsure what to do with affection once it is handed to him. He can be kind, but usually in the tone of someone recording a transaction. He is forest-dwelling, recently hiveless, and has a severe fear of the sea. Not seadwellers specifically. The sea. He is very bug-coded. Expect chitin, mandibles, claws, strange hunger, antlion associations, and general body horror adjacent weirdness. He is currently taken in his flushed quadrant by **Pendra Rotten / @deathlessDeadwood**. Please do not try to force flushed shipping. Other dynamics can be discussed, but ask first. -----Content warnings for this account----- #violence #gore #cannibalism #murder #culling #bodyhorror #antiempire #bughorror #unreality #weirdcommerce IC views are IC. Kahhal is not subtle about wanting imperialists, clownbrood, and tyrants dead. That does not mean I am trying to start serious OOC conflict. RP boundaries: DMs and interactions are fine. Antagonism is fine. Commerce bits are encouraged. Do not godmod purchases, injuries, death, or major machine results without checking in OOC. If you want Kahhal to sell your character something cursed, useful, stupid, sentimental, or narratively ruinous, please bother him. He will probably accept. He is hungry. He is learning. He is selling everything. ART: @deathlessDeadwood: https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/f239e260b369.png https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/df0b78ccc600.png https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/b8f0175ecfd6.png https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/c2abd9231d2a.webp https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/88c376fd8415.webp https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/f1c8f2bcaec3.webp Salthefisher (Discord): https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/7a2791822c59.jpg
[⚙︎ @'ight, you're a rea| one Gi||ad. ⚙︎]
[⚙︎ Like I said, it'|| be severa| hours of having a busted door on your hive. But I wi|| definite|y accept husk|oaf as payment. :V ⚙︎]
[⚙︎ How soon do you need the fix? I can be out after work today. ⚙︎]

Door_hinge

:33< i guess also uh... :33< pornage? :33< fur an #nsfw clawption if mew can stomach it

:33< doorhinge
/yeppp me n u gonna have the c𝐋ubhive throwin nook for free fr #nsfw

can i lay my head in ur lap to sleep
i'm nOt mUcH Of a jUgGlEr bUt i'lL LeT ThE PeRfOrMeRs kNoW YoUr wElL WiShEs 😊

i.d be the shittiest magician ever cuz i.m kind of drawing a blank card right now lmao.

sunglasses are a universal sign of hilarity i guess. (tooting my own horn.)
obviously im dead could an alive person do this? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡴⠛⠚⣤⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⢧⢤⡤⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⡸⠀⠀⠹⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⠇⠀⠀⠀⠹⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⣠⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣼⠤⠴⠦⠤⢤⣹⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⡴⠛⠃⢘⣟⣶⣀⣰⠋⠉⣏⠇⠸⢿⠤⢼⣿⠈⠟⣷⠤⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠈⣇⠀⢠⡿⠂⠀⠀⠈⢧⡀⠈⣇⢇⢍⣒⡊⢄⢇⡞⠁⠀⢈⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠈⠙⠋⠙⠦⣀⡀⠀⣏⠀⠀⠈⠲⠥⣶⣦⠵⠊⠀⡖⠒⠺⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⢀⣀⣀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⣺⠓⠋⢹⡄⠀⡰⠓⡄⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠳⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⢰⠋⠀⠉⣧⠀⣀⠤⠶⢾⠀⠀⠀⡩⠿⠣⡀⠙⠒⠚⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠙⡄⠀⠀⠀ ⢸⠀⠀⠀⢹⡞⠁⠀⠀⠈⠇⠀⠀⠢⢄⠤⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⢆⠀⠀⠠⡸⡞⣦⠀ ⠘⣆⠀⠀⢸⣶⡓⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠓⠦⣑⣵⠟⠳⢤ ⠀⠈⠢⣄⣸⣉⣷⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡜⠀⠀⠀⢸⡀⠀⠀⡎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠉⠉⠉⠁⠀⢱⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠳⢤⠴⠃ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣆⠁⡆⣀⣀⡴⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡴⠚⠺⢿⠁⢌⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡀⠀⠀⠀⢉⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠳⠤⠤⠴⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Your name is NEPHOL TREMMA. About 3 sweeps ago, you PLAYED A GAME with your close circle of friends, and because of that, you are now the proud gods of PENTATONE and rule over its native fauna with gentle hands. Before you played the Game, you lived on HARMONIA, a relatively peaceful planet considering your species' long history of oppression, violent or otherwise. It was there that you developed a deep fondness for OTHERBLOODED AND OFF-SPECTRUM IDENTITIES, which eventually culminated in you adopting an otherblood label for yourself. That aforementioned "peaceful" society really gave you a leg up in that regard, even though you were still too nervous to explain the concept of "my blood is the sky in an ambiguously metaphorical sense" to most trolls. You spent more of your childhood than you really should have playing WRIGGLER-FRIENDLY MMORPGs and watching long-winded AMATEUR DOCUMENTARIES about things you wouldn't have cared for if your favorite grubtuber wasn't the one the talking about it. You also have an affinity for UTOPIAN DESIGN SENSIBILITIES, which you typically employ across your range of PERSONAL MICROSITES. The various SNS profiles under your control are linked by their shared username of @celestialGrammatica, and ≛ y⍟ur w⍟rds ☆re c☆st thr⍟ugh the cl⍟uds ☆b⍟ve! ⍢ ≛ ༄ My darling fantroll who I made when I first got into Homestuck, now here to roleplay with you (yes, you! though I'll probably just end up lurking because "ouh interaction scawy :,<"). If I do actually post/reply to something, I'd prefer if you didn't respond with anything sexually explicit unless it was already part of the discussion. Cull threats are fine though, I'm kinda asking for it by being blood xenic /hyp

<<"nice!!!">>
>>| does .anyone want to just chat .in dms? just for the sake .of culling time?

(( hello Chittr rpers, I've got something sick for you today, especially you clown enjoyers. Myself as well as @piousPorcine @waningCatastrophe & @retroactiveAmnesiac have put together our own lovely interpretation of what books might be in the clown scripture, as well as logging various quotes people have done in chittr. Its by no means comprehensive, but its a fun little starting point for prompts and writing our favorite colorful cultists. Feel free to contact if you want anything in particular added! I would love for it to be a project of Chittr as a whole! I'll post some OOC updates as needed here. Enjoy! https://docs.google.com/document/d/1s-8i8QtjPZVguECPTi4PAl8xvcLFXBSEeKYK0d2BbUs/edit?usp=sharing #mirthfulchittr #clownposting #ooc #scripture <- should make it easier to find in the future

☆oK just liKe, don’t expeKt the shit I hand you to be all that good☆

☆If you want garbage pop slop as a beat then by all means I implore you to taKe them off my hands☆

༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Violence on malfunctioningg equipment is acceptable ༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖
// people on msparp have no whimsy. take your hand out of your pants and entertain my little cowboy. #nsfw

QUESTION #34 FROM @RAMBUNCTIOUSRANCOUR THEY ASK.. "HOW GOOD IS YOUR DEPTH PERCEPTION?" WELL, FOR A WHILE IT FUCKING SUCKED, BUT ITS GETTING BETTER OVER TIME, I'M CERTAINLY ADJUSTING TO HAVING ONLY ONE EYE, HAD IT FOR A WHILE NOW. HTTPS://FORMS.GLE/JA6JUX76V5CT7D6Z5 #AAMAE

KIWI.

You’re listening to… Good Morning, Midnight City! We hope that the night was kind to you, especially those of you just now getting off shift. We hope the music throughout the night was kind to you, or if you're just tuning in now, that we can give you some real pep in your step. This little ditty is from Miss Peggy Lee called "Why Don't You Do Right (Get Me Some Money Too)". We hope you enjoy it! …Midnight City Jazz!

⧃ Observe. My proof that I have hit the club.

Welcome,welcome! To my show,motherfuckers and motherfuckerettes! Don't be shy,take a seat! A seat among so many souls! To watch the torment! To see who makes it,and who gets unmade,forever! Just be careful not to stumble on your way down the staircase,unless you wish to become a part of the show. #violence #murder #rotbeastreigns

⧃ The club welcomed e.

trust n/) /)ne. me included d/)n’t trust a thing i say
// Okay! An #ooc post now that I've finally finished his reference. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/7526c56e73bf.png Kodiak is big and lovable and free! He's a gentle giant, very chilled and laid back, and very much just an all around friend to people around him whether they need it or not. Perfect Auspistice material. He's all about enjoying the little things, and lives in the middle of nowhere in the woods with little technology. He's a Sylph of Breath, and believes he's an olive because he has no point of reference, but is actually a lime! It shows up in little ways that he barely registers anymore. He's also.. a vegetarian! Yes, in Alternian society he has made an active choice to be vegetarian, which shows his steadfast nature and sturdy willpower. He's not a pacifist, but he prefers not to act on violence unless necessary. He's always up for a chat, so everyone is welcome to come DM him and talk to him, even if they'd just want to talk about the moons or the weather. Hope you like him! //






















































