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grifters-rockininthe-bone · 12 days

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TMA fears as ASMR concepts

Disclaimer: I wrote this months ago in my notes app. This is not proofread in the *slightest*. So. It's gonna be shit. Lol. Enjoy, ig.

Also not canon compliant whatsoever so don't complain about that because I know.

-Michael Distortion: (POV: you're in the spiral) it's just 15 minutes of Michael whispering the same "baby sharchivist dododododo" tune and then him getting killed by Helen in the last minute.

-Nikola Orsinov does your skincare routine but it's just a direct parody of the Victor Van Dort does your Nails video where instead of the bts poster, the "blanket" is a black and white circus poster (see: Danny Stoker) that crumbles to ash when he puts it on. Also at the end she tries to do a "chemical peel" she found on "the internets". Michael comes in at the end and PRESIDENTIAL ALERT THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINNGGG.

"Why are you screaming? that's very rude, you know. Especially after I talked to your BOSS for you. And that was NOT an enjoyable experience. He's such a tool >:(("

"Spill the tea, archivist" "oh sorry, did you want some? Sorry ...too bad. You can't have this :33" "WHERE ARE MY MANNERS??" *sticks pinky finger out* "there! Much better"

-Jane Prentiss' GRWM but she doesn't have any other clothes so it's just "time for the fit check!!" *Camera cuts to her dress for one (1) second* then her makeup is just dirt, dirt, and "the worms love you."

-Simon Fairchild and Michael Crew giggle with each other while huddled together and whispering/gossiping and asking "should we do it, should we do it?" "Yeah yeah let's be bad" while shushing each other while occasionally interacting with the listener for 5 minutes and then the rest of the video is just them torturing them via the ocean (them holding you underwater for 2 minutes with muffled gurgling bubble noises accompanied by underwater ocean sounds and silent panicking), throwing you into the sky at extreme velocity (sounds of air blasting your eardrums for a solid 3 minutes before an airplane hits you full force and you fall back into the ocean...which is another whole minute of falling and panicking.), and then the rest of the video is just them laughing while basically using your limp, dazed body as a kite.

-Elias Bouchard beats you with a metal pipe ASMR.

-POV: Gerard Keay breaks into your house at 2:27 AM and ransacks it looking for a LEITNER "WHERE TF IS I- oh. You're awake..Hi." before leaving through the window but he can't make himself fit through so it's just a full minute of him struggling and awkwardly laughing while apologizing over and over. All this time, he's wearing so much eyeliner, he looks like Jeff the Killer. You point this out and he just goes "Oh! Thank you! :D"

-"Buried Alive ASMR: You Get Buried Alive. You are getting buried alive. Someone is burying you. Alive. It is peaceful." (Unnecessarily long, redundant title for what's just screaming that gets slowly muffled as the video goes on and more dirt is piled on top of you before you start to sound content and just. Go to sleep. At that point. Snoring.)

-The Vase eats your boyfriend in the other room. It's just sounds of porcelain and snoring and fleshy eating sounds with ear eating but it slowly progresses to sounds that make less and less sense until it's just the skeleton sound effects from Minecraft.

-POV spiders crawl all over you. They have covered your door in spiderwebs. You fall asleep crying but wake up to being choked to death via spiders crawling inside you and blocking your windpipe.

-Jared Hopworth, the Boneturner, turns your bones with sounds of squishy flesh moving around in the background. At the end, you get eaten by The Monster Pig™ and meat (lol) the body of the missing clown.

-You get sacrificed to The Desolation. Sounds of distant screaming is heard in the right ear while sounds of maniacal/pained laughter is heard in the left. Fire crackles throughout the woods.

-You are getting chased by something. You get stalked with a lot of tension at the beginning; sticks cracking, creepy giggling, devious sounds all around. Your breathing is uneasy, but then the sounds stop and you breathe a sigh of relief and go back to stoking your campfire. Something growls and finally says "evening" and starts counting down. From 5. You bolt away from your campsite downhill for 2 minutes breathing heavily and fast before you trip on a stick and tumble down the mountain getting hit by trees and sent over rocks. You're about to pass out, but then you hear sniffing and growling in your direction and you get back up with an "o shit" and hide in a tree. When the monster sniffs out your hiding spot, it can't reach you. The rest of the video is slightly muffled Gangnam Style.

-POV: Peter Lukas kidnaps you, throws you in a sack, and you are put on a ship to a deserted island. This part is just sounds of boards creaking and boat rocking sounds while you fall asleep to the sounds of Peter's VERY heavy snoring. You're both startled awake by distant "land ho!" And a very gruff Peter's voice talking to himself going "I'm up I'm up ugh". Rustling of the bag is heard while he picks you up and fumbles around with you. You're getting passed around and jostled a bunch. At one point he burns his toast. Sounds of intense crunching can be heard from this along with him saying "elgh" as if disgusted. Finally, he brings you to the deck and throws you overboard onto a deserted island (your bones break and you scream "MY LEGS") before you can hear him far away saying "alright, set sail, we're done here." You manage to get out of the bag (you are wincing, the drop heavily contorted your body) and the sun shines at you while birds squack above and the coast crashes onto the shore. You slowly lose your mind.

-POV you're in the War™ and get shot in the arm and fall into a cave with one of your comerades. You guys shakily and awkwardly attempt to make small talk as you both bleed out on top of several hundreds of other corpses. The Piper is heard in the distance getting louder. When he finally gets to you after taking your friend, you fall into a bottomless pit while he's up there yelling "OH FUCKING COME ONNNN." When you get out on the other side after a minute of silence with faint sounds of "I will remember you" plays quietly through the silence. When you get out, Mike and Simon are snickering before you cough up blood when they start bursting out in laughter being like "I'm sorry I'm SO sorry really but it's JUST. SO FUNNY."

-POV: Robert Montauk is preparing to kill you, sharpening his tools and humming and whatnot before Julia comes in and asks what her dad's doing. While he's distracted, you escape the shitily tied knots and run through pitch dark while he chases you with an axe. "COME BACK. COME BACCKKK. YOU FUCKER I NEED YOU. FUCKER." You run into a church. Manuela Dominguez tries to apprehend you. It doesn't work. "Where the hell's Fairchild when you need him?"

Robert bursts through the church and gets pissed at you for making him scream curse words that his daughter could hear. Throws the axe at you. He misses. Now you have a weapon. You charge at him but fall through another pitch black hole where none other than yours truly are on the other side of it laughing their ASSES off just DYING. "OK. OK Whooooo. We SWEAR that was the last of it hahaha" "haha yeah just some guys bonding over a good laugh, you understand."

-The End. Just. An end screen.

You're dropped into Season one Jon's office and they (annoyed) take your statement. Typing sounds are heard while you frantically go "then the old guy..a-nd then the other old guy then the 2 old men and. And. Worm lady. Skin. Chemical peel." As they mumble "uh huh, yeah. Heh, heard that one before. No go on, go on." When statement ends, you leave but stay at the door to eavesdrop while they skepticize like "this man needs some antispychotics and he needs them NOW. Ugh. My job is utter buffoonery. MAHTIN."

You turn to walk away but get ambushed by Elias Bouchard. The last sound of the video is just a metal pipe hitting you over the head.

#tma #tma podcast #the magnus archives #asmr #this is so bad lol #my two favorites were the one with Simon and Mike and the one with Peter #the vast and the lonely ARE my favorite fears so that's fitting ig #i hated doing the rp format as much as you did reading it #the magnus archives podcast #magpod

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arson-jellyfish69 · 7 months

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Iris: Able started doing ASMR ...

Caïn: Oh ? I'm happy he can find a relaxing and calm ho-

Able, from another room: CAT TOE BEAN ! CAT TOE BEAN ! CAT TOE BEAN ! *Sounds of metal pipes falling*

Iris: ...

Caïn: ... Ah ...

Like those ASMR videos where it's a guy banging pots and pans on the microphone

#scp #scp foundation #scp 076 #scp 073 #scp 105 #answered asks #incorrect scp quotes

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yulgurr · 3 days

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modern sitcom family au where these guys live together is so important to me

now i will talk about them and what they are doing in Yurei's house

Yurei in this au owns the apartment. She is an officer at hoshido police department, and is doing pretty well financially actually. She lets these guys rent the rooms in her big cool apartment. She's also a single mom, Yukika is in 1st grade!

Melissa is not the most approachable of these. She had a fight with her father and ran away from her family, and this is as much as she revealed. She rarely leaves the apartment, but somehow makes money (secretly an heir to a big company). She also pays for Agathe and Lounn's rent because "kids should not worry about stuff like this" so they tolerate her.

Agathe has been kicked out and was just in need of a place to live that was cheap and close to his high school and a part-time job. He is best friends with Lounn! And they both are in their last high school year.

Lounn is a prep girl, a cheer captain but she goes to a different high school than Agathe. She moved out as soon as she could because her parents were too silly. She treats this as a test drive into adult life.

Camille is here to attend Garreg Mach University, and is too scared to admit to her dad that there was an error in the dorms, so she quietly moved to Yurei's place and is planning to cut off her family.

Theo also attends Garreg Mach Uni. He seems to have more ties to Yurei than everyone else. He was once abducted and is trying to find his mother, Yurei helps him with that and monitors if anyone reported Theo missing. Theo's also making a living by making "pov your boyfriend drops 15 metal pipes asmr" videos

Yully is just. there. she never leaves her room. she draws. ok she leaves her room to eat, but thats it. hedge is fine

BONUS agathe's fashion sense and this venn diagram

#yully talks #about ocs #I AM SO NORMAL #they are so impprtamt to me #they are so family #every day i fight my demons that tell me that my ocs are boring by thinking about this au #i rly love these guys...#they are my coping mechanism #they all are based off of me i hold them close to my heart #i'll tag this a #modern sitcom family au #instead of typing their names

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shigayokagayama · 1 year

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WAIT THAT WHITE NOISE HC GAVE ME AN IDEA.

what ritsu just listens to SOUNDS !!

like those soundscape and ambience videos ! or those like.,, ten hour videos of rain or ocean noises something ,, maybe he listens to asmr ?? idk

anyways ritsu certified noise enjoyer 201X ᵗᵐ

ritsu sitting in his room studying listening to "One hour of silence broken up by metal pipe falling sound HD REMASTER"

#best video to turn on in another tab and forget youre listening to #mp100 #mob psycho 100 #ritsu kageyama

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2009-ghost · 29 days

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Yoyoyo, saw your reblog B)

Random 5am thoughts with ya girl, Dusty crusty ayyyy

why doesn't yt have a setting where if your listening to asmr for the night, and don't wanna get Absolutey jumpscared by mitch from gieco or whatever, you can click a button and it's like "asmr mode" and all the ads are specifically chosen for the mode, so they're all quiet and/or asmr ads 🤨

Big brain 😎

because they're pussies😤😤😤

this is why pirated yt premium exists though, so really they're shooting themselves in the foot with this one

i feel like even they should play quiet ads at night no matter if you're watching a heavy metal concert or listening to 10 hours of silence randomly interrupted by a falling pipe tbh

i would not refuse an asmr mode button tho XD

#i hate youtube now because they make me skip 2 ads now instead of 1 #like bro i'm trying to chill you're ruining my vibes with your money hungry behaviour #dustycrusty09 #maksimka explodes #maksimka yapps #ask

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thatoneconfusedcitrus · 1 year

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metal pipe falling every thirty seconds asmr

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baluciarz · 11 months

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aph finalnd to me personally is like 10 hours of metal pipe falling asmr

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soulsoffairlight · 1 month

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"I wanna ride! Your love is like a roller coaster baby!"

#papa louie #papa louie fandom #papa louie fanart #flipline #flipline fandom #flipline fanart #metal pipe asmr #scarlett and the shakers #ibis paint x #my art #fanart #fandom art #made in ibis paint #beavis and butthead #red hot chili peppers

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oshaaofficial · 4 years

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jonny and alex be like "no kissing noises🤢🤢 they sound gross!! anyway heres 2 minutes of a man getting beaten to death with a metal pipe asmr"

#just kidding jonny and alex i love u #i just wish u would let the gays have a little smooch. as a treat #tma #i know its abt the Tone of the scene #jane prentiss is allowed to sound gross bcos she is #jm kiss would need 2 sound Not Gross #but lemme have my laugh

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thesunlounge · 3 years

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Reviews 364: X.Y.R.

X.Y.R. is among my absolute favorite purveyors of transportive balearica, soothing synth ambient, and mysterious fourth world, and ahead of writing about his epic, mystical, and deeply zoned out Pilgrimage LP on Not Not Fun, I’d like to take some time to write about the artist’s Tourist, which saw a cassette repress by Ingrown Records a few months ago, after originally being released by the label on vinyl back in 2017. X.Y.R.–real name Vladimir Karpov–has explored a range of fantastical and otherworldly textures across his discography, whether through his increasingly psychedelic collaborations with Not Not Fun, or through releases such Robinson Crusoe (Lost Soundtrack), El Dorado, and Artika, all of which explore sonic narratives both mythical and imagined. But amongst all the shades and styles he has worked with, I am perhaps most fascinated by his journeys into tropical dreamworlds and horizontal paradises, such as those found on the Big Calm cassette. And in many ways, Tourist was a spiritual successor to that album, as both releases perfectly soundtrack lazy days spent at seaside, with music that is seemingly meant to evoke the feeling of swaying in a hammock strung between two palm trees, as warm salt-air, rhythmic waves, and perfumes from exotic flowers lull the mind into a meditative state of bliss. As always, X.Y.R. colors over his beloved Formanta-Mini and Alisa1387 analog synthesizers with pedal fx, an RC-20 loop station, and field recordings, while also giving space to the guitar of Dmitriy Borodin on album opener “Celler Florida Fiesta.” And just as on the vinyl release, Alexandr Dimov’s evocative artwork graces the cover, with his visage of a fisherman gazing at some glorious sunset perfectly encapsulating the album’s paradisiacal evocations of a relaxing island escape.

X.Y.R. - Tourist (Ingrown Records, 2017 / 2020) In opener “Celler Florida Fiesta”, percolating synthesizers shimmer like Carribean crystals, only as if seen through a mirage of seafoam. Vocalized bass textures fade in and mechanical loops click, pulse, and breath while bird whistles flutter at the edge of the mix. Reverb-soaked field recordings move around the periphery as the synths occasionally lock into playful tropicalisms that pull my mind the work of Hosono…these bleary and blurry themes of child-like wonderment and equatorial ecstasy. Everything is held together by hushed rhythms of reverberating click and clack, while fourth world hooks whoosh back and forth between pan-pipes and whistles. And by the end, the abstracted tropical loops and drunken themes of seaside mirth begin to suggest an android’s approximation of an island lullaby. The swirling warmth of “Bon Voyage” follows, with organic bass thumps and hissing cymbals flowing through dub delay chains. New age synthetics smear and smoldering subsonic waves work through melodies of equatorial splendor, with looping phrases bathing the mind in a summer sunshine glow. Reggae-hued textures spread outwards amongst echoing chord bursts, hazy heatwave pads diffuse in from distant horizons, and as the basslines recede, white noise whispers and sighing seed shakers add polyrhythmic movement. Soviet-era synths cycle through mermaid melodies that dance across the stereo field, and bass notes swim dreamily in one ear, only to have starscape leads resume their phrase on the other side of the spectrum.

Pads hover amidst bubbling liquids at the outset of “Bathyscape Journey,” and dreamspace synth circulations merge with white noise shaker patterns. ASMR clicks and electroacoustic whispers flutter as those hovering pads reach towards an impossibly beautiful horizon, and faded whistles emerge to lead a relaxing island sway. The mix overflows with texture and movement as underwater gemstones generate sparkles that trail off to the far reaches of the stereo field, and lush layers of reverb create an otherworldly effervescence…as if the entire mix is bathed in softened layers of pearlescent fizz. Deep chords evoke a choir of masculine sea sprites, and something in the melodies recalls the folk music of the southeastern Pacific. Tapped cymbals evoke drumsticks splashing into metalloid pools of static and further folksy whistles melt over the mix, which increasingly evokes a psychedelic paradise of tropical wonderment, wherein colorful creatures of the seafloor play strange woodwinds of shell and coral while analog cloudforms swirl all around. Next comes “Mountain Drift” and the sounds of breath, children, and bubbling synth pulsations that increasingly grow in magnitude. Insectoid rattles are heard far away and blurring layers of squarewave synthesizer intermingle, as dazzling phrases and interlocking echo patterns flow in from all directions. Mystical temple melodies evoke an ancient forest shrouded in fog, but the sounds of humanity are never far from reach, as snippets of childlike chatter coalesce with birdsong and industrial factory detritus. I’m reminded at times of the distinctive new age and environmental ambient of Inoyama Land, as well as of minimalism, due to the increasing presence of bouncing curlicues. kinetic echo cycles, and psychoactive sound loops.

In “Captain’s Pipe,” avian conversations surround soft focus synth melodies that move through longform ascents and descents. Harmonious wavefronts of organ-esque tonality bath the body in ecclesiastical light and sequencers constructed from ocean crystals dazzle the mind, with time signatures not quite aligning, and thus creating a vibe of daydream intoxication. Keys buzz in the left ear and voices speak in the distance, and though I know not the title’s origin, I like to imagine it as the name of some café deep in the jungle…a sort of harmonious glow of life and culture in the heart of a rainforest, with people basking in tropical melodics and conversing about nothing at all while birds paradise flit from tree to tree. Flowing seamlessly into “Euphoria,” heavenly tones quiver like Spacemen 3, only as if heard underwater and surrounded by bubble clouds that erupt from seafloor vents. Space age whistles and meditative pads whisper together until suddenly, the track develops into a fully formed island groove, one that sees equatorial basslines thumping, shakers sketching out rhythms of seaside mesmerism, and synthesizers harmonizing together, with tones ghostly, otherworldly, and again recalling the worlds of City Pop (think Wonder City Orchestra and Jun Fukamachi’s ambient work). Wavering leads dance around the spectrum while being tracked by percussive sparkles and elsewhere, bubbling currents flow upwards before dispersing into shards of light. Eventually, those groovy basslines recede as seasick synth work diffuses into the mix, but it’s a false ending into whirlpool of angelic shimmers and metallic wisps, for soon enough, the thumping bass jam returns, bringing with it atmospheres of a thrilling seaside sashay.

Reverberating voices sit above a drunken bass gallop in “Cocktail Party,” as if meant to suggest a futuristic saloon town by the sea. Thudding percussions underly the bass motions while tropical hazes flutter in and out of focus…all while vibrato atmospheres cycle through strange patterns. Percussive pads mimic steel drums, smears of feedback arc in the distance, and the beats cut momentarily before dropping back in, with the body falling ever further into the loping sway. There’s a touch of Ethiopian music intermingling with spaghetti western soundtrack work, and at times the vibe presages the more blissful and balearic moments from SiP’s Leos Naturals. And later, further melodic layers descend to create harmonizing polyrhythms as the titular cocktail party precedes somewhere deep in the mix. The glimmering synthesizer wavefronts of “Coconut Haze” emerge from crowd chatter, while slow motion loops whirl around bass pulses that are felt more than heard. Strings synths diffuse into clouds of gas and heatwave leads flutter upwards while lullaby arpeggiations sit deep in the background ether…their subdued rhythms eventually enhanced by ceremonial drums and tambourine jangles. Electronics evoke the feeling of being surrounded by a summer storm, with gentle layers of resonance joining together and generating soft spiritual howls. The body sways back and forth on the paradise rhythms, and hissing textures of pink noise and serene static surround the spirit, again evoking a cleansing bath of rainfall. Closer “Vanishing Point” begins with garbled electronics and reversing streaks of angelic radiance–the vibe gentle at first–but growing increasingly strange was the track progresses. Tapped cymbals and tambourines flow in as arps made of glowing glass fire across the spectrum, generating dazzling light patterns that seem to emanate from some unseen center. Berlin school textures are filtered into vaporwave crystals before ascending on currents of rainbow energy, and the melodies are enhanced with a sense of wistful nostalgia akin to 50s pop…like a paradise remembered, or perhaps only dreamed.

(images from my personal copy)

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shitty-fallout-art · 5 years

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Fallout asmr: soft wind sounds in meadow, footsteps crunching on dead leaves, gentle stream sounds, Brahmin sounds (with cowbells) in distance

fallout asmr: Footsteps along crags of gravel and broken bottles, a distant clicking noise from an unknown source, the low thunder of pipes long since abandoned still billowing steam under the roads. Theres a loud scrap of metal and a screech. Something crawls out from under the grate.

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nocvil · 5 years

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* ‐ ․ ↺ 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙍𝙊𝘿𝙐𝘾𝙄𝙉𝙂 . . . ｓｏｏｂｏｇｕｍ . hitman . caretaker . the heel . a masked hell .

�� my love , my love , my love , won't you stay a while ? ❞

possible tw’s below: parental death mention, illness mentions, murder for hire mentions, and uh m,,, i think that’s it rlly. just warning ok.

GENERAL INFO

full name: soo bogum ( 수 보검 ). nickname(s): bo, sweetie pie to his mother (: gender & pronouns: cismale, he/him. sexual & romantic orientation: aromantic, demisexual. age & dob: twenty-five, november 8th, 19-- birthplace/hometown: seoul, sk. parents/siblings: only child, deceased father, living mother. pet(s): absolutely not LOL. astrological sign: scorpio. >:-) dominant hand: both! handwriting style: mostly writes in very slanted cursive. i feel like when you see things like royal documents signed or very important letters written back in the day with that vintage cursive ... that would be bogum. language(s) known/spoken: spanish, english, korean. religion: LOL. ok. current living arrangements: a two-bedroom, two bath apartment complex with his older, npc mother. it is pretty spacious given they both have their own room, a kitchen, dining space, their own bathrooms, and a patio. bo has the money if you kno what i mean ... (: occupation/major: hitman.

PHYSICAL

picture reference: uhh... this? this look rlly gives off bogum vibes so (: blood type: type O. nationality: korean. skin tone/color: lighter tanned. birthmarks & scars: heheh wouldn’t u like to kno ??? height: five-foot ten inches. 5′10″. build: pretty average, more on the lean/athletic side though. hair color: red. hair length: uhm ,, look at reference photo? eye color: brown. diet: uhm ... bo has a pretty average diet probably. he would eat just about anything, not very picky. i think he probably has his favorites when it comes to chips and candy but he doesn’t have a special diet. exercise & level of fitness: LOOOL. let me not make a bad joke here ): how’s their posture ( or lack thereof )?: bogum probably has really good posture! i think standing tall with a straight back probably adds to his uh... authoritative look? typical style of dress: ( from his stats page ) dresses a bit old school, vintage?, almost plain. likes wearing tucked in and cuffed shirts, rolled up pants, boots, baseball caps, at least three rings on one hand, gold bracelets. the following outfits aren’t specific to him but they are probably kinda similar. it’s hard to rlly find exact examples ): ( 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 ) body modifications: none, surprisingly. probably pierced ears that he never puts earrings in. that’s really it though. he would prob like a tattoos but wouldn’t do it for the sake of his career ( because tattoos are distinguishing features ).

MANNERISMS

how does your muse walk?: def with a bit of power in his step. very protective when he is with his mother. mostly, he would walk like he calculates every single step he takes. how does your muse talk?: HAHA i just talked about this with myungok’s mun ,, he would talk very plain and probably without a lot of emotion. this would make things that are usually out of pocket probably sound kinda weird. what accent/dialect does your muse talk with?: he is from seoul and according to google, they speak with a gyeonggi dialect there (: how would you describe the tone of their voice? are they loud or quiet?: QUIET... shh... if you speak too loud you won’t hear bogum speaking with such monotoned you could probably fall asleep. bogum asmr when? what does their laugh sound like?: bogum? LAUGHING? i feel like bogum chuckles. so he would have like a short, quiet laugh. how does your muse typically smell?: either like smoke from a cigarette or like his mom’s perfume. what kind of air do they carry?: well jinae’s mun said he would have a dark and heavy presence and honestly that rlly fits the bill. do they have a(ny) catchphrase(s)?: time to die. what are their nervous ticks?: um.. not sure. probably knuckle cracking and finger tapping.

PSYCHOLOGY

what makes your muse happiest?: his mommy! seeing his mom thrive and gain her confidence back, even momentarily, makes him so happy. what upsets them the most?: ugh. listen. i talked abt this with some of y’all but the thought that if he ever got exposed or arrested ... how everyone in his life, including his mother, would just abandon him ... CRIES. was this supposed to be a general question? does your muse have any quirks?: i think his tendency to just be way too lax in certain situations would be his infamous quirk. what are their hobbies? how frequent do/can they do them?: bogum is definitely a simple man. he would totally like puzzles, word searches, watching the news, scrapbooking ( YES, SCRAPBOOKING ), taking walks, shopping with his mom, writing, idk, he doesn’t do anything OD or over the top. shrug. do they have any guilty pleasures?: is your muse an extrovert or an introvert? neither?: 10000% introverted otl. do they have high or low self-esteem? what about confidence?: uhm... bogum probably has an average amount of confidence/self-esteem. he’s a realist, definitely. if he look ugly he look ugly. if he look good he look good. ‘nuff said. are they easily stressed and how do they normally respond to it?: stressed? bogum could be in the midst of a bank robbery and be sitting there like ok, y’all done yet? what is your muses worst fear?: his mother finding out about his job. what is your muses biggest dream?: to either escape his job for good or to be able to heal his mother of all her injuries and illnesses. but of course, neither of those will ever happen! is your muse a morning person or a night dragon?: a night dragon? ok. anyway he is probably both. i can see bogum getting like four hours of sleep and waking up like (: let’s fuckin go! how intelligent is your muse? do they acknowledge it?: OH BOGUM has street smarts but definitely probably not book smarts. at least, not a great amount of book smarts. how can he be a hitman if he’s DUMM?! describe their sense of humor: LMAO. the real question is how can someone as funny as ME play someone as BORING as bogum?

RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES

are they currently in any sexual or romantic relationships?: HELL NO. luuuul. what is their experience with relationships?: to really think about it, bo probably had feelings for people here and there and most likely dated short term in high school but after he moved and began doing that he kind of lost all his effort to pursue romance. how does your muse view the idea of friends with benefits? have they ever had one? would they ever?: another hell naw to that sis. how important is sex to your muse?: not important at all. bogum could care less. what are their biggest turn on and turn offs?: see above pls. does your muse find it easy to make friends?: i say yes, only because most of his friends are through his mother. how important is friendship to them?: veRY IMPORTANT if bogum didn’t have the friends he has today, he probably would be a lot more sad and maybe more than just a hitman ): quantity or quality of friends?: quality! how important is family?: VERY IMPORTANT AGAIN bogum would give his life for his mother and to have his father back. are they close to their family? why or why not ?: YES. obviously asdfasdf everyone probably knows why. although bogum is now the one who runs the house, he still really values his mother because she ultimately has nobody but him in the end if she gets worse. his parents were always really good to him and when his father died, he knew that he and his mother had to stick together through it. he also knew that that he had to step up to provide for his mother because of her injuries and dementia. she is his life, really.

FAVORITES

activity: haha. you really wanna kno?... he likes word searches a lot. animal: idk. probably like. idk. beverage: mmmm some piping hot tea. book: - color: is red cliche to say? designer: - food: flower: water lilies, pansies, lilies, peonies, idk, he would love all kinds of flowers. gem: i googled these. if he had a favorite it would be garnet, smoked topaz, and morion. holiday: christmas! his mother’s favorite too, probably. mode of transportation: walking, usually. movie: - musical artist: oh boy, uhm,, i bet bogum likes indie kpop. like dean, suran, hyukoh, but i dont rlly know a lot to give you more details. quote / saying: - scenery: hm. probably night time in the living room, mom is put to bed already, he’s watching a rerun episode of a crime drama on television and thinking about how it’s so unrealistic. he’s got a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other though he puts it out halfway through because he loses interest. (: scent: i think he’d like the smell of cleaning products, flower scents ( bc it would remind him of his mom ), and metal (: obviously. weather: cloudy or rainy weather. anything that let’s him stay inside for the day. vacation destination: UM. i bet bogum would like to travel out of country to places like europe.

ATTITUDES

greatest dream: to finally have a peaceful life with his mother by his side, healthy or not. he wants to stop being a hitman, really, but it’s kind of like an addiction, plus he’s good at it, and it brings in the bacon. greatest fear: being caught and leaving his mother by herself -- it would be like the ultimate let down since he doesn’t trust anyone with her. most at east when: pls see scenery in section above. least as ease when: out in public by himself. he doesn’t have his mom as his cover. worst possible thing that could happen: PLS SEE GREATEST FEAR. ajdfkjasdfskf biggest achievement: moving to seoul safely with his mom! biggest regret: falling back into the crime life. most embarrassing moment: idk i feel like bogum isn’t embarrassing. he’s too ,, plain. biggest secret: LMAO well ... i think we all know. top priorities: keeping his mom safe, alive, healthy, and her bills paid for. also keeping himself undercover for the most part and making sure neither him or his mother are overwhelmed.

EXTRA TIDBITS

001. bogum is an unhealthy smoker but a social drinker. he never smokes around his mother though.

002. whenever bogum’s mother is around, he is on his own best behavior. he always does his best to be nice and keep up an image of her sweet son although by himself he can be different.

003. so far the only person who knows about his job is sangwoo because he sort of saw him in the act during his first hit. the two joke about it but bogum would take him out in a heartbeat if he spills.

004. i think it’s funny because i always pictured bogum as that person would give the shirt off of his back for you if you were in trouble. but he also wouldn’t hesitate to threaten to make you disappear.

005. his mom doesn’t know how he gets the money to pay for everything but bogum has her believing he “has his ways” and to “just trust him” although she asks about it every now and then.

006. though he stays inside a lot, some of the places you might see bogum outside of his apartment, are grocery stores close to his place, bars around town, museums, little cafes picking up things for his mother, dawon’s flower shop, and very occasionally places where there are a lot of drug activity.

007. here is smth: bogum is a hitman because his father was killed in a hit!

008. despite his mom questioning where he earns his money, his family has always been pretty well off but that was because of his father. so now that his father isn’t alive, it’s kind of ... fishy.

009. lmao probably your very typical scorpio minus the s*xual stuff.

010. my brain stopped working.

AESTHETICS

a card hand full of royals. empty, dark hospital hallways. dirty hands under black leather gloves. an empty, lonely wheelchair. old black and white photographs. an ashtray full of half smoked cigarettes. ripped up diary pages. rolled up fifty dollar bills. two expensive rings on each finger. responding “k” to a paragraph long text message. tri-folded letters written in the upmost calligraphy. roman numeral clocks.

#daegu:task #⸢ 。‧ * ‧﹒、i think it’s time to pack it in . 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓅𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 . ⸥#I ADDED my own section at the bottom bc why not (:#ok i see u all later

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blue-opossum · 5 years

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How I Projected My Imaginary Dream Body as a Double Bass

Morning of September 3, 2019. Tuesday.

Dream #: 19,251-02. 2 minutes 30 seconds optimized read.

I am in an imaginary variation of the Cubitis house's living room. I face north near its northeast corner. Some of my current waking-life identity integrates with dream space. I am sitting at a table while using a computer. I am firstly using a small device I mistakenly believe is a monitor, though I eventually find a CRT monitor and connect it to use.

In the next scene, unknown people give Zsuzsanna and me several items to sell on their behalf. The setting is unfamiliar but has ambiguous associations with our current home.

An unfamiliar young girl briefly visits our home at the end of her school day. She leaves a double bass with us. I carry it to another room and marvel at its intriguing appearance. A smooth matte dark rust with patches of lighter rust covers its surface. My imaginary physicality becomes exponentially more vivid as I play it. It seems made of hollow metal. I have feelings of calmness and happiness.

Its "bow" resembles a rusty exhaust pipe. It has the same two-toned color pattern as the double bass. I hold the instrument to my left to position it, but my reach is unrealistic as my arms are much longer than they should be. With my right hand, I rub the cylindrical "bow" against the double bass even though it has no strings. I play a beautiful melody (Sacred Spirit's "Yeha Noha" string motif).

The first scene reveals I am dreaming. Here is why: My dream self is in the northeast area of the Cubitis house. In real life, until the summer of 1978, I mainly spent time in that location and directional orientation watching television. Television is a form of sensory deprivation and illusion, as the dream state is. Connecting a monitor after mistakingly using a device that is not a monitor corresponds with anticipation of gaining wakefulness and vision in contrast to the fundamentally artificial imagery of dreaming.

The unfamiliar girl is a protoconsciousness mechanism (a metacognitive projection of my mental and physical duality caused by dreaming) for navigating dream space, a personification for managing illusory proprioception caused by changes in somatosensory and vestibular phasing as a result of REM atonia. REM atonia has nothing to do with waking life or reality as it is a natural result of sleep. In contrast, the imperative is the same as with hypnopompic sleep paralysis and its management, the only difference being that physicality is projected (as the double bass in this dream, for example). However, unlike most people, I have no fear of sleep paralysis. It mainly brings me bliss and ASMR.

Why does the double bass have a "bow" like an exhaust pipe?

The main reason is that metacognitive management of the imaginary proprioception caused by being in the dream state often corresponds with vehicles, for example, cars. Cars have exhaust pipes. (The human body is a "vehicle.") There may also be a play on being "exhausted" or needing more sleep or rest, but not necessarily in a negative context. In stark contrast, "rust" suggests sleeping longer than needed or not being as physically active as one should be. It is not necessarily a factor of being older, either, as such content also occurred in childhood dreams.

The hollowness of the double bass is associated with my status of REM atonia and physical immobility while sleeping, which is also why it lacks strings (but which would also have associations with potential "vibratory" ASMR, more relevant when navigating hypnopompic sleep paralysis), yet still produces beautiful imaginary sounds.

My arms or legs becoming unrealistically long has always occurred regularly in my dreams. It is one of many factors of the imaginary attributes of dream state physicality and the lack of realism of the dream state.

#dream journal #meaning of dreams #double bass #music #music in dreams

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randomandrelaxing · 3 years

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Is everything always changing?

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From the middle of England, this is the voice of random and relaxing ASMR

Well, hello everybody. I’m playing with a wrapped bar of soap – you may have seen one of these in my YouTube shorts videos. Can you hear the crinkles?

I’m sitting in my house, which is a very common sort of house here in the UK. It was built in 1965, and I have lived here for 6 years now. It’s on a quiet street in a small town in the middle of England.

If you live in the UK, you would recognise this type of house – modern (especially compared to how many very old houses we have in Britain), convenient, maybe a bit boring. Certainly not bursting with charm and character like an old cottage or a Victorian terrace, but suited well to modern life and not so small and cramped as the most modern housing of today tends to be.

I have a place to park my car and gardens to the front and rear. I like this house.

As I mentioned the last time I was chatting like this, I wonder where you are in the world and what it is like where you live? Tell me in the comments please – I would love to know.

Like many places in England the town I live in is old, going back to Saxon times, and you can see evidence of lots of ancient activity everywhere. Many of the historic buildings and walls are built of stone, and other old buildings are built from bricks. There are some modern buildings made in concrete and steel of course, but for the most part it is a historic town.

The massive lumps of local stone would have been dug out of the ground and shaped by human labour with metal tools to make hundreds and thousands of individual building blocks. The bricks too would have been made by hand from the clay dug out of the ground and shaped into regular, individual forms.

All individual things, that are then put together to make one big thing, like a building or a house.

Each brick and block is evidence of the person who was once alive who dug it up, and the person who shaped it, and then the people who then put them all together to make the buildings all those years ago.

And all the people that lived in those once-brand-new-houses all those years ago, who slept in them and worked nearby and who lived and loved and ate dinner each day have all had their time on the planet, and have been replaced over and over throughout the decades until you get to the people of today who live in the same buildings, and who have decorated the houses to make them into their own homes rather than the homes of the people who lived there before.

Then there are the things that have been done to improve the houses over the years. When the old houses were made they wouldn’t have had a bathroom inside, and they wouldn’t have had gas or electricity. Over the years those things got added, along with television aerials and telephone wires and now satellite dishes and solar panels and double-glazed windows.

All this...stuff.

When we build houses today we hope we are making them the best way possible, and yet in the future people will say “oh I live in such a lovely period building, all the original concrete is still there and we kept the old plastic windows, they are so charming”, and we won’t know, because we can’t imagine what the future of living will be like, the future that makes the modern of today become the old-of-tomorrow.

But everything is always changing. In most streets wooden windows are a rarity now, and along with that, single-glazed windows. Even painted wooden doors are replaced in many houses with ones made from white plastic. And yet they keep the features of the old wooden doors and windows alive with details like a little fan-light arrangement of windows, or coloured patterns that mimic leaded lights and stained glass.

Then there are modernisations of houses than now look old, like plastic awnings added by the side of the house to park a car under, that are abandoned because the cars of today are too big to park beneath them. Or the houses that have sacrificed their front gardens with little brick front walls and iron gates in the years past so that a car could be parked in front of the house instead of on the street.

And yet amidst all the man-made housing and improvements and additions there are other living things that span the years too. Trees and shrubs that have been planted and tended over the years and that have created their own habitats for birds and bees and other insects. All these living things living outside where we live. So it’s really quite strange when you think of how ordinary or typical or similar or even boring you might think where you live is, why we don’t in fact consider how very varied everything is that is all around us.

Even the pavements, the places outside our houses where it is safe to walk, tell stories of the past and hide the ever changing activity of the networks that keep us alive. Under the pavements are the pipes for gas that heats our homes, and the mains that bring clean water to our houses and the drains that take the dirty water away. And in my street at least, the cables that bring us our electricity. Near my house they are digging up the pavement to replace the old clay drains with metres and metres of new plastic pipes, and further up the street is where they were working a couple of weeks ago, with just a thick scar of new black tarmac against the grey pavement as evidence of all the things beneath the surface.

Daily we walk around oblivious to this, and yet look down when you do walk out next and see the patchworks that mark where work was done over the years. Imagine if just a small square of this were an abstract painting hanging on a gallery wall? How much might it be sold for and how much we would debate what the artist’s intent must have been to have put that line there and that one over there?

Finally of course the pavement also houses the little access points to each of these networks, manhole covers and little flaps and hatches that let us get down to them for adjustments without digging up the road. Even they tell their own stories, not just of what they are but also of companies past and present who left their names and logos in the iron and plastic.

Some are as extinct as the dinosaurs in relative terms, but they live on in these almost indestructible doorways down in to the networks that connect us, including the telephone and internet connections that brings my voice in zeroes and ones into your ears right now.

Amazing really. All those zeroes and ones crammed with human experiences and emotions, all flying around side by side underneath our feet. Some of them are glitchy and noisy and, when they are poured out of a small screen and shrill headphones, sometimes they are more tiring than reviving.

But it’s how we stay in touch, and how we try to connect. Just like me right now, reaching out to you, hoping you’ll reach back with a sign of whether you like this and maybe letting me know where you are in the world.

If you are still listening I hope you are okay, and that even if we can’t do exactly what we want to do, the things that matter to you are safe from harm. I’m going to sign off, so until the next time, take care and bye for now.

#asmr #vlog #podcast

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