Profor Tempus
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You are Profor Tempus! The somehow heirness of Alterina who is haunted by whatever your thinkpan can think of for what could go wrong. You enjoy a lot of things while shakily trying to make any form of change while not being haunted by the task of having to fight the Condesce. One such thing that you like is to write and to study history. This has come in handy many times when understanding one of your friends. It makes your gaps in knoweldge to be rather laughable. Your main other interest is music despite your horrible noise sensitivity and managed to learn the flute as well as singing. You have used this to soothe your lusus, Gl'bgolyb. Best known for being unable to raise you much in your youth due to the concept of crushing you as a grub and being a ticking time-bomb according to your own words despite how she cares in her own way about you. You tend to dream a lot of many different and increasing horrible fates for you to see and experience. Your distaste in violence is known over than your extreme pleasure in that very same topic. You are known to be quiet and often fearful of those who you rule over. Likely also that you are rather duty-focus despite your intense paranoia to leave your castle hive. You blush rather easily when stressed which you fear gives the wrong impression as well as your odd habits such as refusing to wear shoes and instead bandaging them in gauze, your rather matted hair that you pray that no one knows that your hair was once curly and you never learned to care for it, and your habit of writing notes down everywhere. Your rather feminine appearance according to some of them who know your face to be misleading- According to a few of them. You aren't quite sure if it is. You have also been told that your eyes seem like that you wear eyeliner.. You do not. You laughably aren't able to do that or many things. You are well aware of your role as sacrificial fodder to the Empress known as the Condesce for short. You are also quite sure that you may have several more issues as others seen to be able to live much easier than you. This makes you often wish that someone else was the heirness instead of yourself. You are SIGN OF THE ADJUSTER and unknowingly a Seer of Doom. Your ancestor was considered to be tragically slained many sweeps ago and it is even a shock that you were born if you remembered right. You can't quite grasp what their title was, so you instead call them the Adjuster. You aren't sure if you are a good heirness or a fuschia for that matter...
My - thinkpan - feels - overloaded - ... - I - might - write - something - Very - tired - and - wishing - for - pasts - before - the - sands - of - time - made - things - so - complicated. >
Okay - and a - one - two - three > Oh for when i was young You always sang Oh my doom, oh my faith Oh my loving death What did you ever mean Lost time of the sands Oh sing to me Time or the Sands Where is your mercy? Your justice? Yet you sang Oh my doom, oh my faith My truth and execution Oh melancholy heart Was this your plan? For I am filth and I am sin Give me a taste of love Mercy to strip it away Give me a reason Give me a reason for this Oh time of the sands Give a reason Give a reason Give a reason Give a reason or Else Why should I be patient Patience is a poor man's mistake Oh Give me what I seek Give me a reason to be merciful Give me a reason to show Mercy Haunt my dreams Give me a reason to not tear it down A reason not to burn A reason to not embrace what is inside Time of Sands Time of Sands Time of Sands The Hourglass moves in a cycle Oh for you sang... Oh my truth and my execution I call May it continue... #writing
"The feeling of suffocating is one that I am well familiar with. She had done this before in dreams of the past. Tiny claws scratching at wrists as my vision started to blur and yet- unlike many dreams before this didn't end with my death. Sobbing was as loud as my heartrate as I took desperate breaths to breath. Forcing myself up to hold onto a troll as she sobbed in a dark room. Hicks and sobs while I hang onto her chest until she will stop. RED. Red like Ravom... Red like her hair. Every word from her letter echos in my thinkpan over and over again. "If only we weren't in this position" If I was born differently, would she love me more? Would she love me? Would she tell of her love so openly? Wet dribbled onto my head. Looking up into her face- Blood poured from her eyes and mouth and that was all that there was.." Odder - dream - May - use - it - for - an - scene - in - a - story - ... > #gore #dream
♰ fascinating and exhilarating... i much enjoyed your dream.. ♰
More - dreams - seemingly - I - might - write them - out >
=>>if yøu write abøut yøur dreaMs dø yøu sing abøut yøur nightMares? seriøus questiøn>>>
oh - No - I - don't - sing - much - No - troll - has - ever heard - me sing - I think - besides - one person - I - sing - to - my - lusus >
I have - a - question - What's - a - word - for - someone - close - like - a - lusus? - I - need - it - for - a project - and - the - words - are - limiting - that - I - know - of >
a parent i guess
I'll - be - taking - that - Thank - you - Alterina - is - a - bit - ... - limiting - for - relationship terms >
parent, guardian, caretaker, theres a lotta words for it jeesh
It - is - a bit - hard - sometimes - when - you - have - limited frame - of - reference - Guardian - didn't - come - to mind - as it - didn't - fitting - as - that - brought - different - imagery - immediately - to mind - nor - did - Caretaker - Thank - you - for - the - input - Very helpful >
" Bones were an confusing concept when I was very young. The idea of something under my skin that no one was allowed to see as that meant that something bad had happened. A structure with layers of blood and meat. Wires to control the material that was just out of reach. For that was how all living things functioned when they had these 'bones'. All living things functioned on a system of wires that one's pan controlled. Pulses from the body to the wires to make all things function. The first time that I had ever truly saw them not within the prison of form was at a unexpected event. My friend had taken me along to the forest and amongst the grass and trees. The weeds and wildflowers was a skeleton. The corpse was rotten and scavengers picked away at the meat. A ivory covered up shades of bronze. The sight itself was bewitching to such a young troll with no worldly knoweldge of the world. She explained that, "It is the order of things. The strong pick off the weak and ill and once the strong become the weak. Jaws clench around their necks and snap it." Her tone melancholy and at peace with it. I couldn't help but wonder if she meant it about more than the birdbeast slumbering in eternity. In the blissful form of what to be its rest after pain, but was it not in agony about that? Would my death be agony? She didn't allow us to stay much longer, but she had taken notice of my interest and let me devour more about the system. Customs around what was to be done after death and what could be seen within it. The beauty of a battlefield long pasted when life is allowed to bloom from it. The life that was should be cherished. Those abandoned upon the field had possibilities. Bones were used for weapons and tools by some. Some believed that to show love after the departed was just as important as for caring for what had lived. It hadn't matter if they weren't cared for in death. If they were cared for after with such love that it would make up for how callous the world has always been. All things decay, even the bones that remind of what was there. They break down to give life back to the world. When I die, I wonder if wildflowers and cloves will grown from my bones. Perhaps vine will crawl upon my ribcage and moss over my pan. Much like the sight had seen so long ago. Will I give life back in this way?" All done.. this was actually really fun @humorouseGravedigger #writing #bones #gore
<' bones are so cool. i wish i had them. cool writing!! '>
I - think - i - might - be - pathetic - when - most - of my - notifications - say - you - have - been - pitied - and - I - dont - know - how - to - not - do that - so - Um - any - writing- requests - ... >
[write something sweet about bones i think thats cool and plants]
I- guess - I'll - check - out - eridanweek - ... > #eridanweek #imcoming
I dont know - I- dont - want - to - go - but - I- dont - want - to - be - alone - nor - do - I- want - to - be - here - its - too - quiet - and - big >
Um.. - Maybe - I- go - outside - maybe - i - dont - know - what - I would - do - and - that - means - things - and - if - I- went - out - what - would - happen - ... >
There - is - five - types - of - otters - There - isn't- unless - we - count - subspecies - uh > https://owcn.vetmed.ucdavis.edu/sites/g/files/dgvnsk5386/files/styles/sf_landscape_16x9/public/media/images/Otter1.jpg?h=772dbc11&itok=J_CmK3gF https://twpark.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/09/IMG_9087-1536x1024.jpeg #aprilsfool
You are Profor Tempus! The somehow heirness of Alterina who is haunted by whatever your thinkpan can think of for what could go wrong. You enjoy a lot of things while shakily trying to make any form of change while not being haunted by the task of having to fight the Condesce. One such thing that you like is to write and to study history. This has come in handy many times when understanding one of your friends. It makes your gaps in knoweldge to be rather laughable. Your main other interest is music despite your horrible noise sensitivity and managed to learn the flute as well as singing. You have used this to soothe your lusus, Gl'bgolyb. Best known for being unable to raise you much in your youth due to the concept of crushing you as a grub and being a ticking time-bomb according to your own words despite how she cares in her own way about you. You tend to dream a lot of many different and increasing horrible fates for you to see and experience. Your distaste in violence is known over than your extreme pleasure in that very same topic. You are known to be quiet and often fearful of those who you rule over. Likely also that you are rather duty-focus despite your intense paranoia to leave your castle hive. You blush rather easily when stressed which you fear gives the wrong impression as well as your odd habits such as refusing to wear shoes and instead bandaging them in gauze, your rather matted hair that you pray that no one knows that your hair was once curly and you never learned to care for it, and your habit of writing notes down everywhere. Your rather feminine appearance according to some of them who know your face to be misleading- According to a few of them. You aren't quite sure if it is. You have also been told that your eyes seem like that you wear eyeliner.. You do not. You laughably aren't able to do that or many things. You are well aware of your role as sacrificial fodder to the Empress known as the Condesce for short. You are also quite sure that you may have several more issues as others seen to be able to live much easier than you. This makes you often wish that someone else was the heirness instead of yourself. You are SIGN OF THE ADJUSTER and unknowingly a Seer of Doom. Your ancestor was considered to be tragically slained many sweeps ago and it is even a shock that you were born if you remembered right. You can't quite grasp what their title was, so you instead call them the Adjuster. You aren't sure if you are a good heirness or a fuschia for that matter...
wait - am - I - visible - today - ..? >
Oh - hi - uh - saw - the - trans - visibility - and - was - wondering - would - i - count - .. >
Is - everyone - wellish - after - the festival? - I - saw - that - it - was - very - ... - 'Exciting' - and - Im worried > #eridanweek
im a littl3 fuck3d uop but i didnt g3t 2hot or nothing 2o that2 a win
Just Got Hive. It Was Wild And Troll Bruno Mars Died. I Think He Was The Only Casualty
"Rest your eyes little one Rest now The moons cradle you so Oh little one Blessed by luck" Can't - remember - the - rest - ... - I - sing - it - a - lot - Must - sound - like - broken - recording - by now - but - i - like - it > #lyrics #writing
My - head - hurts - a lot - I - think - I fell - asleep while - writing - I - woke - up - with - ink - on - my face - What - happened - ..? - the - outlay - is - different - ... >
Dripping - ringing - in - your - ears - your - horn - broke off - Indigo - blood - spattered - across - What - have - you - done - ? - Your - vile - nature is all - that - you - are - Her - bones - are broken - and - bent - out - of - shape - and sticking oddly out of - skin - ... - a cold - corpse - across - marble - stairs Weird dreams - I - think - it - isn't - normal - anymore - as - I- got - asked - if - I'm - on - drugs #gore #dream #substance ?
2hiiit it might but ju2t dont do that drug again if it do bro lif3 i2 all about proc322 of 3limination
Uh - I- guess - ill - ask - my - friends - um - I dont know this topic well >
I - found - a - recent - photo - I - think - it - was - during - a - panic - attack - though - ..? - I - forgot - why - the - photo - was - taken - ... - It - looks - fine - I guess > I - think - it - was - about - something - stupid - i - feel - leaving - this - without - edits - might be - a mistake > https://files.catbox.moe/y1ofcq.png #cw-mental health ? #dream
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What - if - I- just - killed - everyone - oh - no - oh -no -oh no >
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what /)n the c/)ndesces grey alternia are y/)u sm/)king and why r these half ur p/)sts
Glubby - is - being - weird - I - can't - tell - why - She - seems - upset - I tried - singing - She - ate - Maybe - it - has - to - do - with - the package - or - something - ... - And - or - She's - still - hungry - She - is - so - big - I would - think - that - she - would - have - a - slower - appetite - ... >
call up that weird guy with the guys im sure he can get l/)ts /)f f/)/)d 4 her