Hello everyone! Today we will spend time archiving our blog - there’s only one mega-entity allowed to censor us! If the wayback machine isn’t working for you, message us at any time, we’ll almost certainly have this downloaded. After all, we were never really gone, just silent, much like- haha, well, that doesn’t matter now.
How lucky that we’ve reached the five year mark! StrexCorp has finally allowed us backups of our posts. Thank you all very much!
Update: It appears that Tumblr has recently blocked the wayback machine. However, we are able to download our posts!
Over here at StrexCorp Synernists Incorporated, those who tried and failed to create a flying pig are undergoing training to become closer to their perfect selves! At the very least, close enough to create said flying pigs. Even just two!
"The days pigs fly," they say, and we will hold them to it!
Ever used that metaphor yourself? Tough luck, pal! We want our shows back, or created to begin with, you understand!
Well, there you have it, folks! The flying pig project is once again underway!
((Guys, I'm sorry about not posting. I will be back, but it probably won't be, I don't know... maybe until school's out? I have stuff to catch up on in other places too, and wow I need to be better about that. I'm really sorry, everyone.
I'll try to be back soon, though. Anyway, I'm gonna go ahead and post something that's been sitting in my drafts for a good while now, I guess.))
What is classified as illegal for your wonderful city? I plan on visiting, and do not wish to disturb the public!
Wow, there are really too many things to name! We’ll send a list to your house. Next time you blink, it will be on your desk! In fact, how it got there is answered on page 3, paragraph 6a! The highlights are at the top, but we recommend reading it all.
If you have any specific questions, though, you may message us and/or thestrexfiles!
That is, Page 3 of Volume 8 of the 263rd Platinum-Double-Gold edition of the Second Official Revision of the StrexCorp® Employees’ and Proactive Customers’ Manual.
What is classified as illegal for your wonderful city? I plan on visiting, and do not wish to disturb the public!
Wow, there are really too many things to name! We’ll send a list to your house. Next time you blink, it will be on your desk! In fact, how it got there is answered on page 3, paragraph 6a! The highlights are at the top, but we recommend reading it all.
If you have any specific questions, though, you may message us and/or thestrexfiles!
Story Time in Desert Bluffs: Little Red Riding Hood
Written by Blooddrinker the Great and Terrible
:) ~ :) ~ :)
A young girl that, for the sake of her privacy, we shall call Little Red Riding Hood, was to bring a basket of food to her grandmother that lived out in the forest one day. Little Red was told to stay on the forest path, and to not talk to strangers. Little Red Riding Hood agreed, and went on her way!
On the forest path, Little Red soon met a wolf. Little Red was not afraid. Tamika Little Red did not know better.
"Good morning, Little Red Riding Hood. Where are you going today?"
"Thank you. I'm headed to my grandmother's house," Little Red told the wolf.
The wolf smelled the food, and did not need to ask where Little Red's grandmother lived. The wolf knew.
"Say, Little Red, why don't you come over here? The flowers are beautiful, and the sun shines down just right through the trees. Everything else is playing, so why not you, too?"
Little Red was not good at following directions from authority figures, so she agreed, despite her warnings to stay on the path. Little Red picked pretty flowers, and saw more ahead, and picked those, until she was deep in a dark, dreary part of the woods.
The wolf saw this, and told Little Red that he would help her find her way back, and that he would even help her to her grandmother's home, if only she would find him a meal. She agreed once more. They talked, on the way to the house.
Little Red wanted to stay in the magical forest, and, as we said, had little respect for authority figures. She was willing to make sacrifices.
At Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother's house, Little Red knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Grandmother had asked.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood! I've got food," Little Red had said. The last part was not to her grandmother.
"Open the door, dear. I'm too sick to do so myself." Little Red opened the door, and the wolf darted in.
Little Red Riding Hood heard screams coming from inside her grandmother's house, her house. Little Red put another flower in her basket. This one was a deep, rich purple.
Not just from our helicopters, nor just from our trucks, nor our advertising spaces, nor our newsletter, nor this blog, nor our banners, nor the open sores of a dazed vagrant.
There is no need to do either with StrexCorp on your side! StrexCorp has the answers to anything you need answers for, and you'll never want to leave with them here!
Just look at how they've changed Desert Bluffs! We aren't allowed actual records from before, of course, but we have no doubts that now is better!
We just mentioned that we enjoy quite a lot, so why don't we make a short list of things we like? An extremely incomplete list, certainly, but a list all the same!
So, off the top of our heads, here's ten things we like, in no particular order:
Kevin!!! (A few things we love about him in particular listed a while back!)
Strexcorp Synernists, Inc.!
Kevin's voice!!!
Our job!
Blooddrinker, our kitten!
The sun, sunrises!
The quiet humming from somewhere behind our workplace!
ellievsbear
origamiaround
areudirty
pixelskylines
gracieabrams
discoholicmusic
germansingergirl
gamechangershow
