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would-you-like-a-scooby-snack · 7 months

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Hey There Scooby Doo! Here's a Promo for you!

*The screen turns on as it shows a blonde haired jock adjusting the camera.*

Blonde Jock: "I got it working everyone. It's up and running." *The jock backs up a bit.* "Hello everyone. You're probably wondering who we are right now. Well we are Mystery Incorporated, a gang of 5 who travels the world solving mysteries of many kinds. I'm Fred Jones, the Ultimate Quarterback and Ultimate Trap maker.....Or I would be if my title didn't get give to *Kevin McCallister*....!!" *An orange haired girl taps Fred on the shoulder.* "*Ahem* Right. Anyway, i'm tough, I can bench press 220, I'm an expert driver, and I am a master of setting traps. Could've been called the Ultimate Trap maker, but noooooo. I get Quarterback instead...."

Orange haired beauty: "Freddy, calm down." *Fred groans and walks off screen.* "*Ahem.* Hi everyone! My name's Daphne Blake, the Ultimate model. I'm a master at all things fashion, I'm highly resourceful, and I dabble in a bit of martial arts here and there." *Someone comes up to Daphne.*

Shaggey haired fellow: "Hey, Daph. Can you cut this wood?"

Daphne: "Sure." *She chops through the wood with ease, slipting it in half.*

Shaggey haired fellow: "Thanks."

Daphne: "You're welcome, Shaggey." *Shaggey walks off screen as cooking noises is heard.* "Anyway that's enough out of the most beautiful member of the gang, now to the smartest and cutest member of the gang!" *She turns the camera to a girl in glasses reading a book. The girl jumped from surprise.*

Girl in glasses: "W-Wait, I thought you were the beautiful one, Daph."

Daphne: "I am. But you and Scooby share the title of the cutest members. Not even beauty can compete with that. Or would you like to argue with Marcy about it, Velma?" *The girl in glasses blushes brightly and covers her face with the book.* "Hehehehe! See, cute? Whenever you're ready, Velma." *Daphne pats Velma's back and moves to the side. Velma slowly lowers the book.*

Velma: "I-I'm Velma D-Dinkle.....Brains of the group, investigator of the mysterious, a-and Ultimate Activist. I...I.....Darn it, Daph! Now I can't get my words across!" *She covers her face with the book she was ready, blushing like a mess.*

Daphne: "Hehehe! Sorry, Vel. I'm turn the camera over to Shaggey and Scooby. Ok?"

Velma: ".......Ok......" *Daphne turns the camera over to a the shaggey haired guy from earlier and a dog cooking some pineapple shrimp fried rice. Daphne whistles to them, getting their attention.*

Shaggey: "Huh? Oh, like, hello! I'm Norville Rogers. But my friends call me Shaggey. I'm the Ultimate Cook and this is my pet dog and Mystery Inc's mascot, Scooby Doo."

Scooby Doo: "Hi there. It's nice to meet everyone."

Daphne: "That smells yummy, Shaggey."

Shaggey: "Thanks. it's almost ready. I'm making pineapple shrimp fried rice."

Daphne: "Got it, Shaggey." *She turns the camera back to her.* "And that's all the members of the gang. We would love it if you would give us a promo. Looking forward to talking to you all." *Daphne smiles.*

@a-house-divided @full-course-for-people-pleasers @salmon-running-octoling @tinyronpa @needy-girl-overload @disheiress @d4y-0f-judg3m3nt @candy-cocktail @carnivore-and-cannibal @mxfia-kingpins @ask-the-steel-gray-admin-rp @ult-aikido-princess @excitement-to-consumption @fabled-fauna @y0u-f4il3d-m3 @mikado-sannoji @mercy-of-the-ashes @little-miss-noire-detective @little-miss-succubus @rxnowned-vxmpire-hxnter

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mysticstronomy · 10 months

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IS THE MOON RUSTING??

Blog#309

Wednesday, June 28th, 2023

Welcome back,

While our Moon is airless, research indicates the presence of hematite, a form of rust that normally requires oxygen and water. That has scientists puzzled.

Mars has long been known for its rust. Iron on its surface, combined with water and oxygen from the ancient past, give the Red Planet its hue. But scientists were recently surprised to find evidence that our airless Moon has rust on it as well.

A new paper in Science Advances reviews data from the Indian Space Research Organization's Chandrayaan-1 orbiter, which discovered water ice and mapped out a variety of minerals while surveying the Moon's surface in 2008. Lead author Shuai Li of the University of Hawaii has studied that water extensively in data from Chandrayaan-1's Moon Mineralogy Mapper instrument, or M3, which was built by NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Southern California. Water interacts with rock to produce a diversity of minerals, and M3 detected spectra - or light reflected off surfaces - that revealed the Moon's poles had a very different composition than the rest of it.

Intrigued, Li homed in on these polar spectra. While the Moon's surface is littered with iron-rich rocks, he nevertheless was surprised to find a close match with the spectral signature of hematite. The mineral is a form of iron oxide, or rust, produced when iron is exposed to oxygen and water. But the Moon isn't supposed to have oxygen or liquid water, so how can it be rusting?

The mystery starts with the solar wind, a stream of charged particles that flows out from the Sun, bombarding Earth and the Moon with hydrogen.

Hydrogen makes it harder for hematite to form. It's what is known as a reducer, meaning it adds electrons to the materials it interacts with. That's the opposite of what is needed to make hematite: For iron to rust, it requires an oxidizer, which removes electrons. And while the Earth has a magnetic field shielding it from this hydrogen, the Moon does not.

"It's very puzzling," Li said. "The Moon is a terrible environment for hematite to form in." So he turned to JPL scientists Abigail Fraeman and Vivian Sun to help poke at M3's data and confirm his discovery of hematite.

"At first, I totally didn't believe it. It shouldn't exist based on the conditions present on the Moon," Fraeman said. "But since we discovered water on the Moon, people have been speculating that there could be a greater variety of minerals than we realize if that water had reacted with rocks."

After taking a close look, Fraeman and Sun became convinced M3's data does indeed indicate the presence of hematite at the lunar poles. "In the end, the spectra were convincingly hematite-bearing, and there needed to be an explanation for why it's on the Moon," Sun said.

Their paper offers a three-pronged model to explain how rust might form in such an environment. For starters, while the Moon lacks an atmosphere, it is in fact home to trace amounts of oxygen. The source of that oxygen: our planet.

Earth's magnetic field trails behind the planet like a windsock. In 2007, Japan's Kaguya orbiter discovered that oxygen from Earth's upper atmosphere can hitch a ride on this trailing magnetotail, as it's officially known, traveling the 239,000 miles (385,00 kilometers) to the Moon.

That discovery fits with data from M3, which found more hematite on the Moon's Earth-facing near side than on its far side. "This suggested that Earth's oxygen could be driving the formation of hematite," Li said. The Moon has been inching away from Earth for billions of years, so it's also possible that more oxygen hopped across this rift when the two were closer in the ancient past.

Then there's the matter of all that hydrogen being delivered by the solar wind. As a reducer, hydrogen should prevent oxidation from occurring.

But Earth's magnetotail has a mediating effect. Besides ferrying oxygen to the Moon from our home planet, it also blocks over 99% of the solar wind during certain periods of the Moon's orbit (specifically, whenever it's in the full Moon phase). That opens occasional windows during the lunar cycle when rust can form.

Originally published on NASA.gov

COMING UP!!

(Saturday, July 1st, 2023)

"WHAT IS TIME DISTORTION??"

#atmosphere #astronomy #outer space #alternate universe #astrophysics #universe #spacecraft #white universe #space #parallel universe #astrophotography #moon #rusty moon

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feltcaverns · 27 days

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galacticcosmologist · 5 months

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TG: save me doomed yuri. save me

CC: i t)(ink id be )(appier if my boobs were replaced wit)( small and friendly s)(arks

GC: WHO W4NTS TO G3T TR4PP3D 1N 4 N4RR4T1V3 W1TH M3. 1T DO3S H4V3 TO B3 W31RD

CA: (13 consecutivve reblogs of fanart of a podcast ivve nevver listened to)

EB: hey check out this insane piano composition youll be zonked out of your gourd

AC: :33 < (insanely detailed and vibrant art) drew this in the bathtub lol

TG: what if wolverines invented religion. they could make vehicles out of abandoned shopping carts

AT: i LOVE MY BLORBOS, wHAT DO YOU MEAN THEYRE MY OCS, fROM MY BRAIN

GG: theres something so beautiful aboutmaking fun animal noises. BARKBARKBARK AWOOOOO

CG: (SCREENSHOTS OF A STRAIGHT COUPLE) THEYRE LESBIANS TO ME. THEYRE DOOMED YURI. DO YOU SEE MY VISION

AG: I love violence. Women who love violence, hmu.

TA: the iibm 2y2tem/360 ha2 an almo2t 2exual qualiity iif ii'm beiing hone2t

TT: (art that could easily be seen displayed in a museum as a work of a fine master) its the yaoi

GG: My idiot cat ate my entire fucking cake??? (# He's ok!)

GT: Oh hatsune miku we're really in it now

AA: (image 0f a character wh0 has killed th0usands and injured many m0re) shes like a s0pping wet pathetic cat t0 me

CT: D--> I think I huave autism

TC: (tHe sAmE CrYpTiC MeMe rEbLoGgEd 50 TiMeS, iNtErSpErSiNg wItH ThE ReSt oF ThE DaSh)

GA: For Vampires Drinking Blood Is Like A Sluttier Version Of Eating Pussy Especially If Its Gay

TT: (responding to an incredibly vague and mysterious ask with no context) Hello ectoBiologist. I know it's you.

#homestuck #homestuck incorrect quotes #hs #hs incorrect quotes

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magicmorningmeteora · 3 months

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Hello! New Girls

This week's special Hello! Station brought us news of new blood for Hello! Project.

First off, we have the winners of the Hello! Project 25th Anniversary Audition!

Ishii Mihane, Murata Yuu, and Doi Fuka have all joined Tsubaki Factory.

In addition, the audition had brought nine welcome additions to the Hello Pro Kenshuusei.

With all of that comes the big question:

#hello! project #tsubaki factory #hello pro kenshuusei #Ishii Mihane #Murata Yuu #Doi Fuka #m3 mysteries

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lastleggysee · 11 months

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Beach Day with the Last Legacy M3

Because we were robbed of a canon beach episode.

Word count: 1,917

Warnings: None that I can think of, but if you notice any please let me know!

Felix didn't want to go to the beach at all, and he made his opinion well known through sarcastic comments throughout the week leading up to the event.

"If I wanted to bake myself I could just step into the oven."

"No, I love the beach. I'm especially fond of how you carry masses of sand home with you afterwards, like a second trip."

"All I'm saying is the sea beasts have a point, devouring beachgoers. I would do the same if the rancor arrived at my doorstep."

He even thought he'd be able to use sleeping in as an excuse, purposefully ignoring the sounds of his companions readying themselves for the day outside of his chamber doors. However, he was unable to carry out his plan to fruition when Sage somehow breaks through the locks (and wards) of his door, ripping the blankets from Felix's pretend-sleeping form and bringing him upright in bed. From the hallway, Felix hears Anisa yell something about having "less than an hour" before departure, and he sighs, knowing he's lost this fight.

Felix spends most of the morning choosing what books to bring along and casting anti-sunburn wards on himself. He deliberately chooses a thick, yellowed tome on ancient runes to disguise the romance novel he actually plans on reading while there (which is also conveniently beach-themed). Reluctantly, he dresses in his outfit for the day (I like to imagine his bathing suit is one of those old-timey, striped suits with a sheer black cover-up robe on top), and goes to make himself a strong cup of tea before departure.

Once arriving at the beach, Felix does not help set up a site for the day, insisting that it was Anisa or Sage’s idea in the first place, so he should be excluded from the effort on principle. This is with the exception of the umbrella, though, because Sage always stakes it in the “wrong” place. He sits under the umbrella for most of the day, enjoying his novel and sipping on the wine Anisa so generously remembered to pack for him, keeping it cool with magic. He’s not exactly relaxed, it’s still dreadfully hot out, and the chair he reclines in is not nearly as comfortable as the thick cushions he rests on at Fathom, but the day still washes easily over him, and Felix is silently grateful for the variety.

Felix has a quiet reverence for the ocean. Its vastness, its depth; it reminds him a lot of magic. The way it is both a familiar presence and unfathomable mystery, its balance of chaos and predictability; these qualities sit in a familiar juxtaposition in his mind, and Felix pleasantly watches the waves crash over the tops of his pages.

While grazing on some of the snacks Anisa packed, his back turned to the ocean, Felix felt something sink in the pit of his stomach. Before he could turn around, he felt large, strong arms envelop him, lifting him from his place on the ground. He recognized it as Sage before he even saw his face. Felix protested, threatening spells and fire and dismemberment, but Sage did not relent until Felix felt the water lapping at his ankles.

“Still want me to put you down?” Sage asked, a tinge of mischief in his voice.

“Yes, you absolute beast -” Felix started, but was cut off with a mouthful of salt water as Sage dropped him directly into the waves.

“See? S’not so bad.” Sage makes out between booming laughter, and for perhaps the first time that day Felix agrees with him.

Anisa spent most of the day before the trip preparing. This meant that she spent at least half of the day picking out exactly what could go wrong, and making plans for whatever she would be able to do about it, and preparing supplies accordingly.

First aid kit? Check. Extra sunscreen? Packed.

Weapons? Already tucked into the bottom of the picnic basket.

A spare pan and firestarter in case she finds a dolphin and finally gets the chance to try it? It was one of the first things she packed. After all, you showed up out of nowhere, there’s a chance a dolphin might as well.

Where Anisa really spent most of her time, though, was the picnic basket she prepared. Anisa genuinely believes that food is a love language, and the attention to detail she pays to each meal she prepares is a testament to this. She made little sandwiches, cut the crust off of the edges, and folded them neatly into colorful napkins. She chopped fruit and carefully packaged it in containers for herself, Felix, and Sage to snack on later. She even included some of Felix’s favorite wine (she figured anything that may sweeten his sour mood was well worth the space spent to carry it along) and some street cakes from the market for Sage. She took pride in her work and wanted to make sure she put forth every effort to make the day as perfect as possible.

She could hardly sleep the night before the trip, thinking about how long it had been since she actually had fun and enjoyed herself; much less with her group of friends in tow. It excited her, stirring butterflies in her stomach at the idea of it all, but also felt somehow strange. In her late 20s, could she still enjoy the beach like she had as a child? Could she find respite from the weights of her knightly duties upon her shoulders after carrying them for so long? Despite falling asleep later than she intended, she was the first to wake up, sipping her tea on the balcony at Fathom with a tentative anticipation for the day.

At the beach, Anisa sets up most of the site, unpacking all of her hard work and laying it out on the sand. She sits and watches the waves for a long while at first, remembering times in her youth where she’d sat on similar beaches with her mother. Anisa likes the wildness of the waves, the sounds of other beachgoers around her, and the scent of salt in the air that always seems to work its way into her skin before the day is over.

She wades into the water at Sage’s insistence (meaning, Sage yelling her name at a surprising volume from his place in the water), enjoying the cool feel of the waves against her feet and legs as she adjusts to the temperature difference. Feeling the steady pull and crash of the water against her knees, she feels a joy rise in her chest that she realizes she hasn’t felt in a long time. Anisa splashes Sage with water when she reaches him, but aside from that one act of playfulness she spends the majority of her time swimming alone and enjoying herself in the water.

After a while in the water, Anisa reclines in the sun on one of the towels she brought, resting in the warmth of the sun and idly snacking on some of the fruit she brought. She hears Felix muttering to himself over the novel he’s reading, along with the sound of gulls and other beachgoers, but she allows it to all wash over her over the sound of the waves. She needed this, she thinks.

Raising another piece of fruit to her lips, she decides that she’ll make Sage be the one to pack and carry all the supplies back.

Sage was objectively the one most excited to go to the beach; probably because he was the one who objectively did the least amount of preparation for the event. He’s always been a “go with the flow” sort of guy, so when the invitation presented itself he took it, no questions asked and no sense of responsibility attached.

Sage used to hate the beach. As a child, he used to fish from it (and steal fish from the other fishermen there) to feed himself and Tulsi. There was a time when the salty air and rhythmic crashing of waves caused similar waves of adrenaline to roll throughout his body. Nonetheless, he has just as many pleasant memories at the beach - swimming, drinking, and spending days in the sun before he joined the Starsworn. If he tries, he can still recall some drunken evenings with Lucan and other Griefers on the beach despite the haze his alcohol consumption at the time placed over his memories.

The morning of the day, Sage rolled out of bed, feeling surprisingly well-rested and ready for the day ahead of him. Having long since misplaced (or did one of his companions misplace it for him?) his admittedly tight leather swimsuit, he opts to dress himself in a simple pair of shorts and his telltale red coat. Of course, Sage still has at least two knives hidden with him for the day ahead, but he leaves his sword at Fathom.

He passes Anisa in the hallway and tells her to calm down, that today was supposed to be about relaxation, and is promptly i(playfully) hit upside the head with one of her umbrellas. Sage listens to her mutter to herself about Felix still lazing in bed, though, and makes it his business to take at least this off of her plate and wake Felix up.

When he arrives at the beach, he immediately runs into the water. He enjoys the feeling of the sun on his skin, the way it warms him completely from the top of his head to his feet. He enjoys the feel of the current, its pull against his body, knowing that he’ll still feel it long after he’s departed from the beach as he lies in bed that night. Pleasant memories of his childhood spent at the beach float to the surface of his mind as he floats on the surface of the water, more relaxed than he’s felt in weeks.

Of course, this relaxation is short-lived when Anisa decides to take a dip in the water, but the playful interaction is welcome as Sage swings his arm across the surface of the water to splash her.

Looking back to shore, he notices Felix still in the same spot he’d been in all day. Sage knew Felix wasn’t a fan of fun, but he finds it absolutely ridiculous the way Felix will spend this one day outside of Fathom with his nose buried in a book.

“Do you think he’s always been so uptight?” Sage asks, golden eyes still fixed on Felix.

Anisa scoffs. “I think Escell must’ve given him textbooks and an abacus to play with as a child.”

It’s at this moment that Sage decides that if Felix won’t have any fun on his own, maybe he could use a little help. He slings Felix over one of his shoulders and brings him out into the water, laughing all the way despite his protests.

When the day is finally over, Sage makes a big show of complaining as Anisa insists that he be the one to re-pack and carry all of their supplies back. Sage protests at first, even threatening to the others that he would simply spend the night at the beach rather than to do any of that, but he eventually agrees.

Over a series of grunts, expletives, and some admittedly poor attempts at folding, Sage repeats an exasperated question.

“Annie, how in the hells did you manage to pack all this into one stupid basket?”

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #sage lesath #felix iskandar escellun #anisa anka #last legacy sage #last legacy anisa #last legacy felix #beach episode

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corvia013 · 10 days

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RED　　　:　WE　M3　　Wally ORANGE　：　EH　3H　　Sally YELLOW　：　LO　07　　Frank GREEN　：　 CM　⊃W　 Poppy.Howdy BLUE　　：　OE　30　　Barnaby.Howdy PINK　　：　M　 W　　Julie

PURPLE　：　　　　：　Eddie

I am sure someone else may have already tried this, but I took another look at the "welcomehome" logo and color scheme, and the colors of the character's name designations.

If there is something else to Eddie's meaningful animation during this time, what is it? If you look at his setting, it is a setting where he has a family, vaguely through conversation. It says that his work required no compensation and that he was free to come and go before the day was over.

In my country the rainbow has seven colors. So I mistakenly thought it was seven colors, but if the color scheme has a meaning, and if the concept and vision of the "rainbow" color scheme changes, like the colors we recognize…　

Eddie's name color scheme is purple. I heard that some countries do not recognize purple as one of the colors of the rainbow…so…maybe…some event that happened to Eddie could be the explanation…?

When you envision rainbow colors in your brain, there is no pink, on the contrary. Perhaps some people might recognize it under purple, but in general pink is not often considered a target.

In fact, I sometimes see a light pink color under the purple line of the rainbow. In some cases, whitish lines as well.

Yes, it seems that in some countries, rainbows are only two colors, red and black.

Of course, this is just my miscellaneous speculation, but there was a striking official illustration of Frank holding something red in the dark…. I love Eddie and Frank, so I wonder if at first Frank found out something that happened to Eddie? I thought.

However, if we apply the name notation, red is Wally's color. Perhaps in that case, Frank is the black in the rainbow and Wally is the red. Is Frank in the dark because he knows something about Wally?

I hope this mystery will be solved someday.

#welcomehome_考察 #虹の配色 #Frank_fanart

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tunakat · 9 months

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50 1v3 n0w 839un my m5pf4!! c0m3 r34d 1n u w4n7

k3nny 70ld m3 7w0 p1n9 h1m wh3n 1 p057 17 50 h1h1h1 @kennykenbee

#7UN4K47 #HOMESTUCK #MSPFA #COLLISION: INBOUND #CO-IN

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pesterloglog · 5 months

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Terezi Pyrope, Dave Strider

Act 5, page 3698

gallowsCalibrator [GC] began trolling turntechGodhead [TG]

GC: STR1111111D3R

TG: oh my fucking god

GC: WH4T >:?

TG: what do you mean what

TG: we just got done talking and agreed it would be awesome if you didnt bother me for a while

TG: you know like while i guess i grieved over this brutally murdered rad family member or something

GC: OH

GC: TH4TS R1GHT

GC: 1 FORGOT!

TG: it was five seconds ago

GC: 1 TH1NK TH4T W4S HOURS 4GO FOR M3

GC: 1 4M 4 L1TTL3 FOGGY ON 4LL OUR CHRONOLOG1ST1C4L SH3N4N1G4NS 4T TH1S PO1NT...

GC: TH3R3 H4S B33N SO MUCH CR4ZY STUFF GO1NG ON H3R3 1 H4V3 LOST TR4CK!

TG: so youre officially going nonlinear with me then

TG: were just forfeiting all rhyme or reason to this unmitigated clusterfuck is that it

GC: D4V3, YOUR 3NT1R3 3X1ST3NC3 1S NONL1N34R

GC: DONT B3 SO M3LODR4M4T1C

TG: whoops ok in the future ill try not to pitch any sort of dramatics while brooding over the cadavers of slaughtered loved ones

GC: D1D YOU LOV3 H1M D4V3?

TG: no

GC: BUT H3 W4S YOUR STR4NG3 HUM4N M4N-LUSUS

GC: WHO T4UGHT YOU TO L1K3 COOL TH1NGS, L1K3 SWORDS 4ND PUPP3TS 4ND MOV1NG R34LLY F4ST!

GC: HOW COULD YOU NOT???

TG: puppets arent cool theyre shitty small fake people who haunt your dreams and grin like permanent assholes

TG: i was making a joke about being all broken up about it

TG: a guy can be sad and make jokes at the same time

GC: YOU 4R3 S4D, BUT NOT BROK3N UP 4BOUT 1T?

GC: 1 DONT UND3RST4ND

TG: exactly

GC: BUT YOU S41D YOU W3R3 GR13V1NG!

TG: i said we agreed youd leave me alone to grieve

TG: didnt say whether i actually would or actually am

GC: W3LL, 4R3 YOU?

TG: i am grieving to the max like a widow on dead husband island

TG: behind these chill as fuck shades my face is having this crazy attack of the sads

TG: my rue is fucking bananas cant you tell

GC: 4RGH NO, 1 C4NT!

GC: YOU DONT SOUND S1NC3R3, BUT 1TS SO H4RD TO T3LL WH4T L4Y3R OF 1RONY R3MOV3D FROM R34L1TY YOUR FL1PP4NT R3M4RKS 4R3 SUPPOS3D TO B3

GC: 1 4M B3TT1NG YOU R34LLY 4R3 S4D NO M4TT3R HOW H1L4R1OUS 4ND 4LOOF YOU TH1NK YOUR3 B31NG

TG: the truth is a mystery

TG: tucked behind the pursed lips of a shitty riddler

TG: they will be loosened only when presented with the conundrous grandeur of rigid insoluble puzzlecock

GC: BLUH TH4T M4K3S NO S3NS3!

TG: im sorry you are so flustered by the mere mention of glittering mythical cryptodick it honestly makes me think youre not ready for the truth

GC: D4V3 YOUR P3RPL3X1NG 3UPH3M1SMS 1NVOLV1NG WH4T 1 PR3SUM3 TO B3 L3WD 4ND V4GU3LY 1NTR1GU1NG PORT1ONS OF HUM4N 4N4TOMY 1 TH1NK 4R3 NOT 4S H1L4R1OUS 4S YOU PROB4BLY B3L13V3

GC: 4ND 1N 4NY C4S3 YOU M4Y B3 4M4Z3D TO L34RN 1 4M NOT TOT4LLY 1N TH3 MOOD FOR YOUR DUMB SM4RT4SSY HORNSWOGGL3RY!

GC: 1 H4V3 LOTS OF MY OWN PROBL3MS H3R3, 4ND TH3Y 4R3 B1G, B1G PROBL3MS

GC: SO WHY DONT YOU JUST T3LL M3 WH4T YOU 4R3 TH1NK1NG FOR ONC3?

TG: its pretty simple

TG: im just thinkin about how im gonna take this sword

GC: Y34H...

GC: 1 N3V3R R34LLY GOT WHY YOU WOULDNT JUST PULL 1T OUT

TG: filthiest thing you ever said

GC: HUH >:?

TG: forget it

TG: pulling swords out of things isnt how i roll

TG: im not john remember

GC: 1 4M NOT FOLLOW1NG

TG: im not a hero

TG: my bro was

TG: john is

TG: im not

GC: Y3S YOU 4R3!

TG: no

GC: Y3S, W3 4LL 4R3

GC: 1 4M TH3 H3RO OF M1ND

GC: YOU 4R3 TH3 H3RO OF T1M3

GC: TH4T 1S WHO W3 W3R3 CR34T3D TO B3

TG: fine its a title we inherit as phlegm babies or whatever but what have i done to earn it

TG: pretty much nothing but horsing around through time and swindling retarded alligators out of their life savings

TG: if that swords coming out of his chest its coming out clean

TG: taking it vertically means drawing more blood

TG: but horizontally means a clean break

TG: check it

GC: NO, DONT >:[

#homestuck #dave strider #terezi pyrope #homestuck act 5 #page 3698 #homestuck act 5 act 2

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