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day 213

cronch him like water bottle

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#absolutely would love an icebreaker like this #screw 'whats your name and a fact about you' or 'whats your favorite color' #get weird with it

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Imagine for me a punk couple with a mutual interest in degradation who call each other “poser” during sex

#eridan and sollux in a pitch quad-

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God, I can't tell you how much the "there's not enough enrichment in my enclosure" joke has helped my mental health. Because, for some reason I can't comprehend, pretending that I'm a zoo keeper caring for an animal (which is also me) just makes everything easier to comprehend. Like "Your head gets screwey when you're apartment is messy" just doesn't carry as much resonance as "The tiger becomes agitated when its enclosure is cluttered" because then I'll be like, no shit? The tiger? I've gotta keep things nice and clean for the tiger.

#inside of you are two wolves #and their enclosure is cluttered

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ig: creek_faun

#nostalgiaaaa!

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really quick drawing of jade , i speedrun this shit in 1 hour dhdhsfsf

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late thing for vriska day ::::D

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Sun of righteousness, shine also upon the West

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#vinexx

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there are probably 1 million cat, dog, rabbit, etc mammalian furries out there, which is totally fine and cool. But that doesn't really accurately represent the number of animal species out there in the world. take beetles, for example. like 25% of all animal species are beetles, and yet beetlesonas are a tiny fraction of the furry community. That means there are millions of beetle furries that are unaccounted for. Where are they? The beetle furries are missing and we have to find them. We need to FIND them. We HAVE To Find Them

#theyre hiding under rocks

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Dog owners please be aware.

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True

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Nepeta: :33 < how can lawyers argue without crying

Latula: 1 4m 4 l4wy3r 4nd l3t m3 t3ll you 1t g3ts l1k3 sup3r clos3 dud3

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Thank you @peeptier & @thetryhardbanana for this amazing idea, I love a new reason to give karkat massive honkers

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What a phenomenal waste of time this was.

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Bright Room

A wonderful red wine you sip in this most...frustrating of nights.

Not only had your attempts at getting back to the emeralds fell flat, but no matter what, the mechanic disposed of your minions rather swiftly. You scroll through the photos while holding the device you "inherited" from one of the emeralds. It appears the technical capacity was not the only gifted aspect of this goldblood. Against an indigo he could hold his own. Your eye twiches. You could dispose of him. You just had to be smarter, and find a....justification for what you planned to do. "Sir, they found the olive you asked."

The news snaps you out of your pondering, returning a smile to your face as you stand up "the one that you said would be working with the emeralds, sir. Theyll be here in a few minutes, said she was complying." "Of course, thank you. I will greet them, carry on with your duties, ensure the bright room is ready." After a hesitant right away the small lowblood runs off. You close the laptop, you had your justifications coming right to your doorstep. No need to frustrate yourself further.

You stroll downstairs, saluting any number of your minions as you do so, the resolute glare some return really does something for your mood, maybe you didnt even need the olive to blow that fucker up. Sure, he was a lowblood, but by now, it was irrelevant. He was working with the emeralds, so would be treated like the worst highblood. You spot the guest at the doorstep, flanked by your troops as they give you a bow and step off, she seemed way too enticed by the architecture, truly a wonder you'd have to agree. The tall intricate pillars emulated the designs you'd imagine hold up castles of the highbloods, ceilings tall enough to accomodate.

"I suppose you shall be the olive I asked for. Very glad you could spare the time." You return a grin that has her uneasy...perhaps signs of guilt already showing, from daring to hurt lowbloods. At least, you could tell others that. "You asssked for me? I thought this wasss just a random sssurvey type of thing, unlesss you didnt want to heh, bring my recordsss outssside?" she tries to back off but the doors are already closed, and your prey boxed in. "Records? No no, I have done no such investigation. I just heard you talked with a certain mechanic in the area, and wanted to talk more about it. I am Crisom, may I have your name?" "Im uh, Sssoevia. Do you mean Nithusss?" You nod, directing her to follow you through the building as you two spoke.

"Your crew and I were discusssing him too, I don't know too much about him, I have to admit... He wasss kind, it took a bit for him to warm up to me... Though that isssn't exactly unusssual...Do you have anything more ssspecific to asssk...?" Acting dumb, in front of a rebel leader....she was quite brave. Or maybe it wasnt an act at all. You enter your room again, keeping your calm as you move to open the laptop.

"I see. He has been meddling with drone parts has he not? He works with another group. Supplying them with items that could prove to be dangerous. Not to mention, his short fuse has proven to be quite...destructive." Soon, an image of the mechanic trying to punch that indigo showed up on the TV. The kid had just blocked it with a shield, from the brigtness it was clear how much psiionic energy he was putting into it.

"as can be seen." You continue nonchalant with a smile on your face as she examined the image, "Now, its an indigo, normally we wouldnt care much, but the damage has been to the area as well, and some of our guys didnt exactly have the equipment necessary to survive the encounter. Im sure youve seen the marks outside." You watch as her eyes remain glued to the screen, certainly she had seen the destruction outside...but even then there was something odd about how he looked at the kid. "Guesss it ssshowsss how much you really think you know sssomeone... and he'sss fighting a kid too, he'sss barely older than-" she freezes, keeping her mouth shut, sadly you wanted to hear that part, "either way uhm. M-maybe theresss an explanation of sssome kind. Like a theft or. Sssomething."

You shrug, even if she could keep her mouth shut, her agreement was delicious, since this exhibition has ended you step outside, confident that she'd follow you like a lost little lamb as you made your way through your lair. "My people only noticed it after the fight began. But the kid tried to run away, to try to calm him. Had it not been for the local highbloods, who knows how much damage he'd cause. Not to mention that they'll most certainly use this as an excuse to make lowbloods pay more for their "protection"...perhaps he was an accomplice and this was staged. The purple didnt seem to hurt him further-" "ahem."

You squint, scan the corridor. You couldve swore you heard someone coughing, but...perhaps it was just one of your minions, you shake your head as you grab another item of interest. "But...he had seemed disssapproving of them...or maybe that wasss an act..." "most probably." You cherish the moment for a second "Besides, his work with the emeralds has supplied them tools that could make them more dangerous than the drones, take for example this one gizmo of his, allowing them to detect mutants better than the empire can." You point the device in her general direction and it already lights up, showing that you have a mutant in your hands. "I. Yeah he...ssshowed them to me I didnt think they would... ussse it badly..."

You take a step towards her, hoping to ease her confusion "I was hoping you could help clarify some things for us. Just wanted to get some outsider to agree that he is dangerous. Afterall, itd be a shame if we didnt act. He could hurt or cull another kid. Or work with the other groups to inflict great harm." She looked confused, certainly she was going to nod along but just needed some time to process. You would happily give her that as you walked along.

"I dont know, it...doesnt seem like something he would do." You pause. "Then again maybe that highblood had a hand in ssswaying hisss opinionsss... I wisssh I knew more but. I havent visssited him in a long time...maybe I could go and talk with him, and learn more about it." You slow down as you approach the bright room. "But you do understand how dangerous he might be. Correct? And yet you refuse to make any judgement." "Y-yesss. It can be harmful to make a judgement before knowing more about the sssituation. Whatsss...thisss door about?" She stares at the entrance to the bright room, the door reinforced enough to resemble a submarine door, aimed to make sure sound and light stays inside. Your smile returns.

"You could say its...a training room." You wave at one of your men as they come to open the heavy door, revealing the pitch dark room, you flip one of the many light switches that were outside making it dimly lit, "Do not worry, it is empty for now...and I suppose I could apologize, but I really do want you to spend a little more time here with us. Perhaps you would be more agreeable." She crosses her brows as she processes the situation, fear flashing over her face for a brief moment, "Listen. He mightve gotten carried away but I doubt that wasss hisss intention. Why not let me go talk with him? We can get thisss sssorted Im sssure." She sounds much more stern now. Sadly, that wont do. You dont like it when others stand up. "Unfortunately I cant. You should think about how you speak to me."

With a wave of your hand your goon shoves her into the room and slams the door. You smile as you flip on some more of the switches, making the light inside much, much brighter.

You will let her out in a few hours. Perhaps then she will be on your side. For her sake.

#:)

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I titled this “they are fwends”