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-I can't Dm ATM-
-MDNI-
playing weather god and Tilly could not go through that situation again.
Especially given how obnoxious the last guy was.
Especially given how obnoxious the last guy was.
November 15, 2025 at 2:33 PM
playing weather god and Tilly could not go through that situation again.
Especially given how obnoxious the last guy was.
Especially given how obnoxious the last guy was.
stimulating decorations glittering against the sun.
The keeper was currently sat underneath her large umbrella, trying to figure out whether or not fake snow was overkill.
It probably was but gosh darn it she really missed snow.
The only time it really snowed in nowhere was when some idiot was ⬇️
The keeper was currently sat underneath her large umbrella, trying to figure out whether or not fake snow was overkill.
It probably was but gosh darn it she really missed snow.
The only time it really snowed in nowhere was when some idiot was ⬇️
November 15, 2025 at 2:32 PM
stimulating decorations glittering against the sun.
The keeper was currently sat underneath her large umbrella, trying to figure out whether or not fake snow was overkill.
It probably was but gosh darn it she really missed snow.
The only time it really snowed in nowhere was when some idiot was ⬇️
The keeper was currently sat underneath her large umbrella, trying to figure out whether or not fake snow was overkill.
It probably was but gosh darn it she really missed snow.
The only time it really snowed in nowhere was when some idiot was ⬇️
=it’s the whimsical music at the end of this audio that has me in a chokehold.=
November 14, 2025 at 10:46 PM
=it’s the whimsical music at the end of this audio that has me in a chokehold.=
November 14, 2025 at 10:43 PM
=seashell.=
November 14, 2025 at 12:12 AM
=seashell.=
=man is usually done as soon as he wakes up.=
November 12, 2025 at 6:29 PM
=man is usually done as soon as he wakes up.=
~The creature, The Dark and me~
Or
~ meteor effects part 2~
Or
~ meteor effects part 2~
The three of them were at war within themselves when the sudden pulsating came up from the ground, causing their body to contort and twist in unnatural ways.
‘This is insane!’ The voice of the entity cracked, its flicking red eyes glittered as it pushed up against the wall before its neck twisted ⬇️
‘This is insane!’ The voice of the entity cracked, its flicking red eyes glittered as it pushed up against the wall before its neck twisted ⬇️
November 12, 2025 at 12:50 AM
~The creature, The Dark and me~
Or
~ meteor effects part 2~
Or
~ meteor effects part 2~
Nothing except feel the white hot pain that threatened to burst through her eyes as another sound wave hit and scream for someone, anyone to help.
God, she wanted it to stop.
God, please make it stop.
God, she wanted it to stop.
God, please make it stop.
November 12, 2025 at 12:49 AM
Nothing except feel the white hot pain that threatened to burst through her eyes as another sound wave hit and scream for someone, anyone to help.
God, she wanted it to stop.
God, please make it stop.
God, she wanted it to stop.
God, please make it stop.
and the dark surfaced.
~Dark matter is unstable, what did you expect…~
‘Thank you, captain obvious! I’ll remember that next time I ask for your fucking opinion!’
They fell forward when Tilly finally managed to surface, digging her clawed hands into the ground.
She could do nothing.
⬇️
~Dark matter is unstable, what did you expect…~
‘Thank you, captain obvious! I’ll remember that next time I ask for your fucking opinion!’
They fell forward when Tilly finally managed to surface, digging her clawed hands into the ground.
She could do nothing.
⬇️
November 12, 2025 at 12:47 AM
and the dark surfaced.
~Dark matter is unstable, what did you expect…~
‘Thank you, captain obvious! I’ll remember that next time I ask for your fucking opinion!’
They fell forward when Tilly finally managed to surface, digging her clawed hands into the ground.
She could do nothing.
⬇️
~Dark matter is unstable, what did you expect…~
‘Thank you, captain obvious! I’ll remember that next time I ask for your fucking opinion!’
They fell forward when Tilly finally managed to surface, digging her clawed hands into the ground.
She could do nothing.
⬇️
~It calls itself ‘Mother’~
Or
~Meteor effect part 1~
Or
~Meteor effect part 1~
It came up from the ground and Eugene knew that it was too late the second the vibrations hit his ears.
He was back on the coast again, surrounded by heather on a bench as the sea lapped quietly against the shoreline, watching as his Ma, baby brother and little girl picked up seashells.
⬇️
He was back on the coast again, surrounded by heather on a bench as the sea lapped quietly against the shoreline, watching as his Ma, baby brother and little girl picked up seashells.
⬇️
November 12, 2025 at 12:33 AM
~It calls itself ‘Mother’~
Or
~Meteor effect part 1~
Or
~Meteor effect part 1~
was left of his mouth.
‘Sick fucks, all of them!Jesus Christ.’
‘I’ll tear them apart! I’ll make them all pay!’
‘… Ma’ll be worried if I don’t get home soon…’
Over.
And over.
And over again.
‘Sick fucks, all of them!Jesus Christ.’
‘I’ll tear them apart! I’ll make them all pay!’
‘… Ma’ll be worried if I don’t get home soon…’
Over.
And over.
And over again.
November 12, 2025 at 12:31 AM
was left of his mouth.
‘Sick fucks, all of them!Jesus Christ.’
‘I’ll tear them apart! I’ll make them all pay!’
‘… Ma’ll be worried if I don’t get home soon…’
Over.
And over.
And over again.
‘Sick fucks, all of them!Jesus Christ.’
‘I’ll tear them apart! I’ll make them all pay!’
‘… Ma’ll be worried if I don’t get home soon…’
Over.
And over.
And over again.
It was always the same - yet each time he fell deeper and deeper into the comforting illusion that The Mother created.
Sitting on the bench, now fused to the structure by the fleshy, eye riddled thing that had surfaced from under his skin, the last thoughts of Eugene Bagge echoed emptily from what⬇️
Sitting on the bench, now fused to the structure by the fleshy, eye riddled thing that had surfaced from under his skin, the last thoughts of Eugene Bagge echoed emptily from what⬇️
November 12, 2025 at 12:29 AM
It was always the same - yet each time he fell deeper and deeper into the comforting illusion that The Mother created.
Sitting on the bench, now fused to the structure by the fleshy, eye riddled thing that had surfaced from under his skin, the last thoughts of Eugene Bagge echoed emptily from what⬇️
Sitting on the bench, now fused to the structure by the fleshy, eye riddled thing that had surfaced from under his skin, the last thoughts of Eugene Bagge echoed emptily from what⬇️
a while for her to calm down.
November 2, 2025 at 1:00 PM
a while for her to calm down.