Olive knows a lot of spells, but she's still a novice wizard. She still needs to read her spellbook to remember how to cast a majority of them.
Practice makes perfect tho!📚🐁
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Siren au! Instead of meeting in a aquarium like usual, what happens if they meet MC on a stranded boat. Maybe there was a shipwreck and she’s on a life raft, maybe on a piece of wreckage?
ohoOOOOOOO she's trapped in one of those rinky-dink life rafts with nothing but a tarp over the top to protect herself from the sun and rain, and a few day's worth of provisions.
What shall she do...
Sans: He's the first to find her, adrift in the middle of the ocean, with nothing but her raft and rations. Encountering a siren is scary enough on a big boat, let alone in a tiny little raft with nothing to defend herself. She's forced to watch a monster stalking her as she drifts alone in the endless ocean.
... But for some reason... he doesn't eat her. When he finally does approach the boat, he talks to her- despite the frightening look in his eyelights he's strangely approachable. And after that, he starts bringing her supplies. Though she still finds his mannerisms eerie, she's not exactly going to turn down his help... he brings fish, turtles, edible seaweed, birds he snatches off the water's surface, plastic bottles for collecting rainwater. If she can't bring herself to kill something he does it for her. He gives her endless survival tools- and in return, she indulges in his obvious desperation for someone to talk to.
She'd rather the crazy siren wants to help her, after all.
Red: She loves when Red shows up.
Again, at first, she was terrified when a massive shark siren started stalking up to her raft. She very nearly called out for Sans. But then Red popped up, put his arm over the edge of her boat- and he started flirting. She was so shocked that it genuinely made her laugh... something she thought she'd forgotten how to do, considering what she's going through. He regularly appears to just crack jokes, call her cute, and ask her about her life on land- she never would've thought a siren could be so funny. Now, when she hears that familiar "heya, pretty pearl~", she really can't help but light up.
He's clear that he's there to flirt, to play, to have a bit of fun. His easygoing aura keeps her sane... sometimes, it almost feels like he talks to her just to keep her from going mad.
Sans and Red clearly don't like each other. They both want to be her favourite, and they're both territorial. But when they fight, it really frightens her; she retreats into the raft and covers it with the tarp, refusing to come out for hours.
So they behave... just for her.
Skull: He only comes at night, when the darkness is absolute.
She hears the sound of him approaching. His tentacles twisting in the water. She lays flat on her back in the boat, hidden from view under the tarp, terror gripping her entire body. He knows she's there. She hears something brush against the hull, she hears something tapping a repeating rhythm just inches from her face, she feels when he grips the raft and her entire world instantly seems so fragile. She sees light, colourful glows creeping up from the other side of the raft edge... though her curiosity whispers at her to just look once, to see where the light is coming from, her terror keeps her absolutely stone still every night.
She doesn't know why he doesn't just tip the boat, he's clearly capable of it. She doesn't know why he never reaches into the raft, only remaining outside. Maybe he's playing with her. She doesn't know why he seems to like to hum to her, quietly...
... And she doesn't know why he's always gone by sunrise.
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i loved that taylor was very touched by the pictures of marjorie being held up and she was very very cute about it with her little speech but at the end of the day...it could have easily gone the other way? the people who did that just did it hoping they could make viral content out of it, without even stopping to consider why it crossed a boundary...just very weird vibes around it all, people are so desensitized
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Hey, could you track down a post for me? I don't have an image, but I remember what it was about:
It was a long-ish text post comparing angels to machines and/or robots. It included the idea that a fallen angel is one that lost its purpose and found its own.
trackin' this one down was relatively simple. i went on down to the Search Bar to ask the Don for help findin' this post. but upon walkin' in, i noticed something distinctly different about the joint. the bartender, while usually human, had been replaced with a robot. well, she was either a robot or an angel, i couldn't quite tell. maybe she was a bit of both.
either way, i walked up to the booth the Don was sittin' at and asked them for "comparing angels to robots tumblr," a fittin' request considerin' the recent staffin' changes around here. the Don reached into the briefcase and pulled out the post i was lookin' for. i thanked the Don for their time, tipped my hat to the robot bartender, and went back to the office to file the post away.
here you are! your post! this is quite an interestin' one, and delves into robot/angel mythos in such an interestin' way. have a great day!
Post Case: Closed
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