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grokebaby · 19 days

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Like an abandoned vending machine, still full of products, waiting for you to put coins in without realizing it's all rotting in their wrappers

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#Morsos art #My ocs #Jarmo #Digital art #digital portrait #eye contact #Uhh yeah. Idk what. Other tags I should put here #I just think its time for Jarmo to start unmasking. Someone take that thing out of customer service PLEASE

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pedroam-bang · 1 year

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Triangle Of Sadness (2022)

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englishflagcumrag · 11 months

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My headcanon for Kalevi and Jarmo is that I can take them both in a fight

kalevi yes easily. jarmo has done manual labour since he was like 15 and he knows how to fight and if this is after you beat kal up he'll be super fucking mad. also you're a weenie nerd.

#oc tag #jarmo #kalevi

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blaqsbi · 7 months

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Post: Toto#youssefaknaou https://www.blaqsbi.com/5nyZ

#youssefaknaou #blackhistory #Jarmo

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lhc0nxjr4h9i · 1 year

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terminusantequem · 8 months

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Jarmo Mäkilä (Finnish, b. 1952), Homecoming, 2017. Oil on canvas, 150 x 120 cm

#Jarmo Mäkilä

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stereax · 7 months

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#beat reporter stereax #jarmo kekalainen #mike babcock #columbus blue jackets

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skruttet · 1 month

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Thanks you dear friends for your heartwarming wishes! Yours, Jarmo, Theremin & Moominmamma’s theme (Moominvalley, 3rd season)

#happy belated birthday jarmo!!#and thank u for the moominmamma theme hers is one of the hardest to figure out for me lol #moominmamma #moominvalley #music #score #jarmo saari

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kausijuoppo · 1 year

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Muumeja ja meemejä

#sarjakuva #comic #vittu #saatana #perkele #suomeksi #muumit #ressi ressi ressi #suomipaskaa #kun Jarmo Koski äänittää poliisimestaria niin käy näin #seppo on bi

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psikonauti · 2 years

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Jarmo Mäkilä (Finnish, b. 1952)

Searcher, 2022

Oil on Canvas

#upl #va #art #painting #Jarmo Makila

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grokebaby · 6 months

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Alright I'm gonna go over the basic premise of Jarmo's story

The setting this character comes from is very crucial so let me set the scene first. There's a mysterious hotel, known only as the Red Hotel - though sometimes it goes under different names. It's ultimately irrelevant. People get invited to have a full service stay there for an unspecified amount of time, for free. They may get the invitation from a reliable source or it may come in the mail randomly. But the people who do go there, usually don't come back and end up being mysteriously forgotten about. For good.

Jarmo here - referred to as the manager, seems to be the sole staff member you ever encounter there. Still, every basic need is magically tended to, somehow, even though by it's very nature, everything about the hotel seems.. Fake.

The plumbing connects to absolutely nowhere - but you still get water when you turn on the faucet. The storage is empty, but whatever resources a guest would want, like towels and snacks, just.. Appear when requested. Nothing costs money. You can't shock yourself on electricity - even if you tried to go out of your way to mess with the wires. Everything inexplicably just functions, despite logically not being able to. Like a dollhouse.

And that's the thing. The whole place runs purely on perception. It is a functioning illusion, the entire hotel. No location exists until you go there, food materializes upon your wish, and things work because they're supposed to, not out of any real world law. The hotel feeds on your belief of it's existence.

And so does the 'Manager'. Who is also, functionally, a living illusion, more than any flesh and blood. It doesn't seem to possess any individual thought, desire, or need. Even it's appearance is manufactured - you may misremember the color of it's eyes (thus, they're that), or remember a tie instead of a bowtie (so the accessory changes). And if you truly disillusion yourself into believing it doesn't exist, well, it may disappear entirely. (Well eventually ofc, since to make a mostly autonomous, living illusion to be convincing, it needs to have some amount of power to itself. And this hotel is it's territory.)

Of course as many fake things do, it has developed a self. Sorta. There's only so many life experiences, and living, breathing humans with memories you can meet, before it starts rubbing off on you.

And so Jarmo (who was spontaneously named by a guest), exists in this hotel that needs you to believe in it to survive. The reason guests never come back and end up forgotten? Their very life source is absorbed into the hotel. It needs something more substantial than illusion to keep existing. Because illusion can't exist without reality to source it from.

And that's the premise of Jarmo. The fake human in the fake hotel, who's accidentally developing a sense of self.

#Character notes #REF #Jarmo #My ocs #Lore #There we go :)#I always found the premise and function of this whole story super fascinating #This was actually a rp setting originally and so everything beyond the basics was further shaped by. Ykno the other players #But ah well. Soft reboot. This is mine now #Jarmo is basically like. A barbie doll

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synthecid · 2 months

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Jarmo Sarkkinen

#painting #Jarmo Sarkkinen

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englishflagcumrag · 1 year

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29 for your OCs for the writing prompt thing

ok i have a shit ton so i'm just picking based on the song. kaisa and a few of the mentioned characters belong to @basedjedward. also this ended up being mostly about like abuse and hereditary alcoholism so content warning for that.

29: House of The Rising Sun - The Animals // Jarmo and Kaisa

Once Jarmo gets the “where are you?” text from Kalevi, he gets to play his drunk little guessing game. Kalevi can panic all he likes but isn’t getting into a driver’s seat any time soon, so it’s anyone’s guess who he’ll call to pick him up. Iisakki’s his usual first choice - a firm, reliable dad for the situation - but he has four kids and three jobs, so he usually has to apologetically suggest Kalevi call Tuomma. Jarmo loves Tuomma with all his heart, but he hates when Kalevi enlists him - he cares far too much and gets far too worried, and Jarmo is well aware how unsexy he is in this state. If Kalevi’s mad at him, he’ll call Ben, because Ben gets all Catholic about it and he can give a good lecture when he wants to. It’s unusual, though, since Kalevi is rarely mad at him and besides that, Ben’s generally in bed by 9. And then, of course-

Jarmo doesn’t see Kaisa coming in, but he knows it’s her without having to look up. When he was a kid, he got very good at telling whose steps outside his bedroom were whose. He would recognise Kaisa’s anywhere - heavy, like their dad, but faster and without that militaristic rhythm to them. It meant, at least for that moment, that he was safe.

She rests her hand comfortably on his back. “Kal’s getting worried again.”

“Kal’s always worried.” The words come out way more slurred than he was hoping they would. The dizziness hits him when she helps him upright, and he leans on her as she steers him to her car. It smells weird, but the window is nice and cool against his cheek.

“I’m not that drunk,” he promises, “It’s only vodka.”

“Only drinking vodka is maybe way worse than if you weren’t.”

He chuckles. “Nah. Beer makes you an asshole.”

Kaisa does the maths easily - she’s heard this one before, and she’d probably agree if she wasn’t meant to be the responsible one here. “Beer makes dad an asshole.”

“Why'd you think he drinks it? Because he’s an asshole. Asshole drink for assholes that tastes like asshole.”

She snorts. “And you only drink vodka, because you’re so well-adjusted.”

Kaisa doesn’t mean it that way, but that doesn’t mean much to the drunk, sensitive baby living in Jarmo’s brain. He wipes his eyes before he even hears himself crying. “I’m sorry, Kisi. Are you mad at me?”

It doesn’t really faze her. Like everyone else in his life, or in the bar she picked him up from, or in his local supermarket, she’s seen Jarmo cry before. “No, man. It’s okay. But, I mean, you aren’t. Well-adjusted, I mean. Neither of us are.”

He frowns. She’s right again. “Can we put on some music, Kisi?”

She reaches over at a red light to fuck up his hair. “Sure.”

#oc tag #jarmo #kalevi

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weepingwidar · 2 years

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