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Au revoir.
I’m reading my old roleplays. God, I’m so fucking funny.
please advise
It will all be al-right.
We made it, fam.
We climbed this whole mountain.
You have a feeling it's going to be a long day.
Goodbye, John. Goodbye Dave. Goodbye Jade, and Karkat, and Kanaya, and the rest. The book, now, may finally be closed, and a new journal opened, a pen in hand, fresh with ink, hesitant in its hover above the page, with a nervous energy not dissimilar to that of the conductor’s baton, poised to allow the entr’acte to swell and begin a new song entirely. Though the leitmotifs and stings are flavored by those that came before, and changed for it, the previous tune is gone. It will be missed, but so, too, will it be remembered.
Goodbye, everyone. Thank you for playing.
It is a bittersweet ending. Evil is not done; it yet exists. But it is not the end of all things. From death, life. From the pit of sorrow, the fruit of prosperity. You will never stop fighting. But in the end, even if it feels hollow? You will find some small happiness.
It will be enough.
the best thing i couldve spent 3 years devotedly reading
-Showtime (Piano Refrain)
Homestuck Volume 1
[S] John: Play a haunting piano refrain.
-Written by Malcolm Brown
-Arrangement by Kevin Regamey
Thanks for playing.
Thanks for playing.
Do not trust in the you-that-was; she is compromised, traitorious; her mind is not her own. There is no pity that can be spared for a sick mind, and a damned soul.
Anon, I depart; like a spectre of times forgotten, and hereafter buried in the howling snow.
You needn't mind me; just ensuring that this #Dank #Old blog isn't deleted in the Great Audio Decimation wrought on by the ineffectual and endlessly capitalistic soul-sucking corporation that is Yahoo. Reblog; reshare; retweet. The end of originality; it is unnecessary. Ia, ia. Hastur ka'fudyak.
Also: if you happen to enjoy webcomics (like a weirdo) but have recently found your favorites to be lacking
Allow me to recommend the following: Broodhollow (old Mickey Mouse aesthetic meets Silent Hill), Strong Female Protagonist (superheroes and social issues), Kill Six Billion Demons (a reasonable response to a horrible, incomprehensible world. See also: amazing art, and an interesting mythology), and lastly, The Creepy Casefiles of Margo Maloo (kids versus urban fantasy).
They're all superb.
well, i guess if you are into that sort of thing.
have you considered…not wearing things that chafe?
I believe on tumblr we refer to it as an aesthetic.
Life is weird like that. Karma demands the chaff be excised, and if an eye should spite you, rip it from your countenance.
you just got here, and you are already talking about chafing?
Leather, John, is what we in the business like to call a motherfucker.
Life is weird like that. Karma demands the chaff be excised, and if an eye should spite you, rip it from your countenance.
Remember when nothing happened for about three years and then everyone died?
Because I just did.