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hello hello this is the blog of the Unwritten Reprise System but its mostly Eggy posting here so from here on out that's what "I" means unless stated otherwise. my pronouns are fuckin whatever but primarily they/he/it, I'm white, and I'm in my 20s. I'm also punk and christian and if you have a problem with me being both you can kindly fuck off :)

this is my main blog and it has no theme or consistency but I actually use it. if you want a blog with consistency I recommend you follow one of my sideblogs, which have explicit purposes. they are listed at the bottom of this post. they're uh. not really active atm tho so uh. um. anyway

before you interact: exclusionists are not welcome here, nor anti-theists, racists, sexists, ableists, saneists, sysmeds, transphobes, etc. if you start syscourse around me you will be blocked. and I will also block whoever I want for any reason I want. this is my little chunk of the internet and I'm gonna decide what that looks like for me.

quick note I don't pass on or answer most ask or tag chain stuff, send it if you want but I probably won't respond

one last thing - feel free to ask me to tag stuff. most things I'm gonna be cool with sticking a tag on (exceptions go to stuff like tagging queer as a slur). might forget tho so sorry in advance

other blogs:

@approximately-20-unwritten-wips sideblog for writing (particularly my novel), my ocs, and dnd

@i-throw-eggs-at-art-i-like sideblog where I reblog art, art tutorials, and reference images

@wizard-breakfast sideblog for dnd stuff behind the scenes that I don't necessarily want my players to see, so if I'm your DM for anything, kindly keep out :)

@reprise-reads sideblog for serious posting about the books I'm reading, both fiction and nonfiction

#posts from the carton #pinned post

inkskinned

Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.

I’m not worth the cost of a watch.

inkskinned

i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.

aro-ace-chaos

“Please consider how amatonormativity/compulsory sexuality/allonormativity might be impacting your perspective on this” is not at all the same thing as insulting someone, attacking them, or calling them a bigot, FYI.

aro-ace-chaos

That being said, please always take time to reflect and consider how amatonormativity/compulsory sexuality/allonormativity might impact your perspective on things like fandom, shipping, media analysis, real life relationships, politics, and everything in between.

sans-guy-deactivated20251217

hey guys i'm going to the store can u make sure nothing happens to my chocolate milk

sans-guy-deactivated20251217

banchie

i've been phasing the phrase 'google it' out of my vocabulary and going back to 'look it up'. fuck you youve lost your generic trademark privileges

e-the-village-cryptid

counterpoint: say "I googled it with [insert non-google search engine here]" to make google execs have an aneurysm as they draw closer to losing their trademark

fangorn-forest

summer sufferers poll: would you rather have…

the ability to repel all bugs so they can’t touch/bite/sting you

the ability to always be at a comfortable temperature while outside

no chafing ever again

Remaining time: 5 days 15 hours

#I have a phobia of stinging insects and I still choose comfortable temperature #its 80° fahrenheit out there and I want to peel off my skin

xystia

Big fan of tomodachi life because I can have me, another me, the other me, the other me, the other me, the other mii, the other me, and myself

gillipop-plus

@funnier-as-a-system

sector-v

Extremely irksome as an autistic person to ask a clarifying question and be told you’re “splitting hairs” when you genuinely just don’t understand because there isn’t enough information. Like, buddy. This is me at my most basic level of “what do you mean by that.” You wanna see me split hairs? If you really saw how thin I could slice a hair you’d hurl

sector-v

I will split a hair into smaller halves every hour my demands of mutual participation in communication are not met

becherdireinen

nobody talks about how exhausting it is to live in that space between "things will get better" and "i can't handle this anymore." it's like your emotions are constantly swinging. leaving you both hopeful and defeated in the same day.