Rose L.
@tentacleTherapist
"Alas to leave. For this all has been a great leaving. Of sorts. Hasn't it?" She/Her. DMs open for counseling and gossip.
I suppose I should work out what to do with this singular remain of him I have. The Cue Ball. One-time use, though. That complicates things.
You offer to lend an ear to a man one time and he proceeds to die and take out an entire planet with him.
Some horseshit, Jinx. Unfortunately, it was not ours to harness.
There's one conclusion one could reach with that information. But we will have to wait and see. Either way, I think that my Plus One is no longer valid.
talk with more respect for him. HE AIN'T MOTHERFUCKING DEAD.
I'm almost certain that it is. I just won't be coming. Some other Seer will have to take my place.
Day two of the festivities should be beginning rather soon. I'll be doing my best to arrive in a more hastened manner than I did yesterday. My suit is already prepared. I think it looks rather sharp.
The first night of festivities has concluded, and I have emerged from it with knowledge, a thermos of rare near-extinct Beforan tea, and a cue ball. There are many terms for victory that have been used over the years, but in this moment, I will use a modern, clearly understandable one. I, my dear followers and strangers, am #winning.
Hypothetically. What would you all suggest a shut-in, socially stunted lady of dubious interests to wear to a function ran by a cohort of criminals?
What are the chances of that? We have such vastly different sensibilities, after all.
DIRECT EXAMINATION EXPERT TESTIMONY! well as an outgoing, socially thriving nonbinary of specific interests, whenever i attend functions ran by cohorts of criminals i prefer bespoke tailored suits. i'm half mafia boss on my lusus' side, though, so your mileage may vary
Green may not be my color, I'm afraid. Jade can manage it, certainly, but for me it's a struggle.
This is very, very tempting. Getting something tailored on short notice may be trouble however. My usual contact is swamped.
Slit dress. If it exposes the collarbones then maybe a pearl drop chain or necklace, especially if it's a darker color. A shawl or capelet if you want something more conservative. Maybe a flower broach or corsage to show your favorite color to give it a splash of individuality.
RE: USUAL CONTACT! i've been working with @amaranthineThread lately. fantastic quality work
Thank you all for your input. You've been a great help. I will prepare three outfits; a suit, a short skirt and trenchcoat combo, and a slit dress. With all of these, I am sure to stun, earn the favor of dangerous and abhorrent men, and not embarrass my deeply talented other self in attendance.
Now, wait. Let's just hear her out. #dashwatching
I must ask you all to forgive me for my perceived absence. I haven't been gone, in truth. Just much more invested in reading what you all have to say instead of making my own declarations. I make no promises that will change.
They say you should always strive to best yourself. You all make that a challenge worth pursuing.
In the quiet hours, I see to The posts of the dash; sorting through These quips and thirsts, thoughts taboo The lonely poster's retinue Until I decide to reject the new; And embrace the old (fre sha vaca do) #poetry
Rejoice, followers and strangers. For it is the one day in our solar cycle that you are able to see the waveforms that make up my observable self. Treasure this. Come tomorrow, I will become incorporeal once more.
I don't need this website to find my yuri. But I do appreciate having it served up on the deeply scuffed, unpolished silver platter.
Since I was asked nicely, I'll give a genuine post, devoid from the dashwatching I was doing before. I've been captivated by some of the earlier works of our so-called Daddy of Gothic, in particular a short piece of lovely rhyme titled “The Lake”. It’s a simple one, only four sweet stanzas, covering a topic I’m sure we can all find ourselves attached to: fucking off and sitting alone by the waterside. Goodness knows there were a few wetter environments I lingered by in my youthful days, though with the modern conveniences, all I have to do to feel a dread from staring into a watery abyss is fill the bathtub a touch too high. Mr Poe certainly feels quite intensely, in those moments: "Death was in that poisonous wave, And in its gulf a fitting grave For him who thence could solace bring To his lone imagining— Whose solitary soul could make An Eden of that dim lake." It’s oh so easy to get lost in the idea of peace in something swallowing us whole; what could be more of a relief from everything than to have it drowned out by an overpowering singular? But I would suggest Edgar should have looked further upwards, towards the Furthest Ring, for such a sensation, instead of tempting the idea of half-drowning in a puddle. #cw-self-harm ? #certainlysomethingclosetothat
I was taking some time to construct a post, here; something engaging, stimulating. I was considering a short analysis on the works of Poe I'm revisiting. But that would go against the trends here. Far too Beta of me. #nsfw ?
Such an interesting thing, to have connections that span so far beyond localized space and reality. So many different faces, possibilities, so many inane and unhinged social trends and fads. There is no greater party than one where the doors have been burst off their hinges, free for the rabble to pour through and devour the food, drinks and furniture whole. And of course, I arrive fashionably late.
I've said this before and I will say it again. Given enough time, this collective will plumb the depths of both your amusement AND your disappointment. Welcome, Miss Lalonde.
Thank you, Jane. Believe me, I am mentally and spiritually prepared for whatever this place is preparing to throw at me. It's all of reality crushed into 16000 character or less fragments.