Thinking about MAG 101 again, specifically the line “He cared for her, he trusted her, and she fed him to me.” Like !!!! The fact that this story is being narrated simultaneously by the monster and the person being consumed by the monster, the fact that you can hear Michael Shelley in that line, and you can hear the Distortion, but neither of them can tell their own story because what they’re describing changed them so fundamentally that they don’t exist anymore in the same way they did at the beginning of it. Am I making any sense?
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HELLO HI!! RY HERE! my tumblr mobile has troubles uploading pics so i havent been posting art for a bit but!!!
Doing the evil art style challenge with michael!!
Left is regular, right is opposite art style you know how it goes :D
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Get clowned on
I am not immune to fan favorite episodes
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"It's earlier than I had hoped, but that's life I suppose...your life!"
Sorry if you were expecting more fluff, I'm doing something scary next 😅 two shots left on this one, and it's Michael's scary laugh entrance.
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Thinking about Jon’s time with the Circus again. Thinking about what a month spent in a refrigerated warehouse would do (because it would have to be refrigerated, wouldn’t it? it’s meant to store waxworks), just how cold his skin would be. Do you think it even still felt like his skin? Do you think his fingers brushed the skin of his arm and felt only the inhuman chill of wax, and his arm received the touch of his hand and felt only the dead press of plastic?
Thinking about how thoroughly his time with the Stranger would have made him a stranger to himself.
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hey sorry we sent your boyfriend to sannikov land. yes i know its not real. yea he’s had his who torn from his what
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So this is how MAG 101 went right
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