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I cannot believe Ally fucking did that K2 shit to Fabian again when they could have fucking let Kristen Applebees have that moment
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vampirehayfever · 3 days
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k2 after farting, saying blimey and rolling a nat 20:
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th3b4dk1dzz · 17 days
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How hard do you think it was to not bring up K2 during the Time Quangle shows?
Like the big Porter twist, I think they could handle, but BLIMEY?! While they were in London for two nights?
It must have been agony.
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You are not a real person.
You wear a face that is not your own. You were designed to die.
You wear a face that gets you recognized around the grounds of a school you are not enrolled at (you aren't enrolled at any school.) You live in the same house as the person you were supposed to be. She has the right voice, stands the right way, wears her clothes correctly. When you look like her, you feel wrong. You see all the parts of yourself that are wrong, the makeup you wear, your style, your mannerisms. You can only see all the parts of yourself that fall short of her, but, any closer, wouldn't feel like you.
You are at a party. You don't know anyone her besides her friends (they are the only people you have ever known, but they never know what to make of you.) They helped you enroll in your own school, one that won't know you, one that won't know her. The other day you were desperate, uncertain and panicked. You took a pregnancy test and it came back positive. She never had to worry about that. She never has to worry about disappearing. The steps were confusing, you could've done it wrong. There is a rumble in the ground and you all leap to action, you're loading cannons, healing people, sharing the blessing of her deity (you never really bothered to ask her about all that.)
You are needed on the roof. You can feel it. The storm is thick and choking, the spray of clouds forces your eyes partly closed. You take stumbling steps towards her. She is on her knees. You've seen her pray before, but something about this is different. You can't tell if its tears or mist pooling on her face. You can't tell if its the pains of combat or the strain of heartbreak contorting her expression. The prayer itself feels wrong too, less holy and more personal. You follow her gaze.
The words leave your lips before you realize, an automatic reaction to the mammoth mess of wind and cloud and hate: "Blimey." There is a face in the storm. Monumental, twisting, grotesque, but a face nonetheless. You are good at recognizing faces. She looks a bit... No. It is grotesque. Monstrous. The face you see in nightmares. Lightning cracks and whips around you. You feel something deep and heavy click in your chest as lighting cracks inside the storm. It looks exactly like her. It looks exactly like you.
And She is beautiful.
It was awe that clicked in your chest. Fear and hope. Awful and awesome. Sublime. Recognition of a power that is beyond yourself.
You don't know what will happen to you if you survive tonight. You don't know how long you live. You don't know where you go when you die.
But you need to reach Her. You place a hand on her shoulder and take a step towards the roiling clouds, towards It. You can reach her, that is all that is certain.
"I don't know if you heard me,"
The face contorts with rage and fear. It knows not what it is. It is everything that is wrong with Her. It will destroy you, when you return Her. That's O.K.
"But I said—"
You were designed to die.
Lightning envelops you as uncertainty replaces fear. It burns your hands, clasped in prayer, it singes your lips, forming the words of your impromptu, awestruck prayer. It's lightning is not what destroys you though. You feel the prayer work as a peace in all the chaos of your life becomes clear, waves of cool night and weighty cosmic power flow through you, calling you home.
You die a person.
Goodbye K2.
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the-solitary-child · 16 days
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k2. the things you could have done.
you had just gotten gotten into hudol, and sure it was no adventuring academy but you worked hard to get in. did you stay up (partly because you have never been able to take a long rest) to study for that entrance exam? did kristen put her hands on you shoulders, casting bless on you as a gentle reassurase that you were going to do great on the exam, and you did. you got in. a clone in a prestigious college full of wizards and sorcerers, a cleric surrounded by nothing religious. did you start feeling homesick already, knowing you were going to be gone from your creator, from the reason you exist and her friends?
you started making friends of your own, forging your own identity as you did. then you started feeling sick and you thought “shit i might be pregnant.” every test you try and take comes out positive, and despite the anxiety and uncertainty of the future you go to a party because your possible baby daddy might be there aswell as all of his friends. you go and be supportive, the boat gets rocked and takes to the skies, and you climb up on deck, watching the corrupted cloud form of your goddess. you watch your source of origin struggle to make a connection, struggle to save you all..so you step forward.
“blimey”
the word falls on deaf ears, and you pull your shoulders back in confidence. you can do this.
“did you not hear me? i said BLIMEY.”
you are destroyed. the possibilities of your future destroyed, but you saved them. your friends…but were they really your friends.
rip k2.
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artbyrewcana · 17 days
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blimey alts - original pieces by rewcana
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madamgoodparty · 13 days
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the vibe of the week this week is brought to you by british kristen applebees - rip k2 gone but not forgotten 🕊️
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starstruckodysseys · 3 days
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i like k2’s sudden heel turn into the fantasy equivalent of a d.a.r.e. campaign
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polarsirens · 15 days
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Blimey.
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feelingtheaster99 · 15 days
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Oh man, they really overhyped this whole, "Brennan threatened to quit the show because Ally made such a crazy decision" because Beardsley has done WAAAAAAY more unhinged things in previous episodes of this same show, mmkay?
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vampirehayfever · 3 days
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now go away, literally forever <3 *blows you like dust out of the palm of my hand*
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vassarst · 3 days
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BLIMEY STRIKES AGAIN
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minionsunclee · 16 days
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Blarmy!
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the-solitary-child · 23 days
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i love straight british kristen 2 so much she should be name Christine. PLEASE. it would be so funny.
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artbyrewcana · 17 days
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blimey timelapse
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stephank · 6 days
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Blimey | Fantasy High Junior Year - D20 Animated
Another @dimension20official animated thing before the finale of Fantasy High Junior Year hits
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