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Hello! Indie RP blog for Kevin. This is a sideblog. I typically follow back but not from this URL! Asks will be signed "Mormon Kevin" if you need them marked. Warning for anorexia and general Kevin/Desert Bluffs things. Accepting M!As

[hellofromkevin]

guess I’m not a mormon anymore

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I had been eliminated from a horror version of Project Runway and the punishment for that was death so I was transported to a tiny church sanctuary with no windows. The place was full of aliens and we were all singing hymns. Every so often, the Demogorgon (from Stranger Things) came in and inhaled (consumed) someone. After it ate me, I appeared in a room surrounded by windows with marble floors. Outside of the room, there were rolling hills.

[dvstandbone]

[skinandbones-boys]

- skin and bones -

[treatmelikesugar]

[obviousplant]

Apartment tip

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

@hellofromkevin is this right?

[hellofromkevin]

no ! ! !

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

hellofromkevin:

That’s great!! I haven’t met him I don’t think? My son is almost as tall as me too but he’s only ten.

I don’t think you have - he’s a little shy, but he’s a great kid.

Oh wow!  It really has been a while!

[hellofromkevin]

Hah yeah... I think time did something weird recently because a lot of people seem to think it’s been years and years. Nothing seems to have changed for me. I don’t get it. We should meet up again soon!!

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

hellofromkevin:

Great!!! We had another baby! how have you been?

Oh wow, congratulations!!  Nothing as exciting for me - my son’s almost as tall as I am now, he’ll be starting high school in the fall, I’m so proud of him.

[hellofromkevin]

That’s great!! I haven’t met him I don’t think? My son is almost as tall as me too but he’s only ten.

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

hellofromkevin:

several hours later update it worked with aspartame here try it

Oh.  Really?  Huh.  …Yeah, not too different.

How’ve you been?

[hellofromkevin]

Great!!! We had another baby! how have you been?

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

Today on Cooking Stuff With Earl Harlan:

You can mix cocoa powder and sugar into plain hummus, but that doesn’t make it Nutella.  It also doesn’t cancel out the garlic and onion flavor, or even completely mask it.

Not to say it’s a complete waste…

[hellofromkevin]

This sounds like a great idea

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

So… sometimes you want something sweet, but all you have is something not sweet, so you try to change it into something it’s not, and it just isn’t happening.

You’re welcome to try it, but I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want to.

[hellofromkevin]

might work with aspartame? aspartame is good at making things taste like just aspartame.

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

I think it would work just as well with aspartame, or probably any other sweetener.

[hellofromkevin]

several hours later update it worked with aspartame here try it

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

Today on Cooking Stuff With Earl Harlan:

You can mix cocoa powder and sugar into plain hummus, but that doesn’t make it Nutella.  It also doesn’t cancel out the garlic and onion flavor, or even completely mask it.

Not to say it’s a complete waste…

[hellofromkevin]

This sounds like a great idea

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

So… sometimes you want something sweet, but all you have is something not sweet, so you try to change it into something it’s not, and it just isn’t happening.

You’re welcome to try it, but I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want to.

[hellofromkevin]

might work with aspartame? aspartame is good at making things taste like just aspartame.

[incorporearl-deactivated2018093]

Today on Cooking Stuff With Earl Harlan:

You can mix cocoa powder and sugar into plain hummus, but that doesn’t make it Nutella.  It also doesn’t cancel out the garlic and onion flavor, or even completely mask it.

Not to say it’s a complete waste…

[hellofromkevin]

This sounds like a great idea

[kingcheddarxvii]

My parents are asleep quick reblog this post with skeletons saying bad words

[poodleslime4]

[void-dad]

I had a nice weekend with my family, I’d like to keep that ball rolling for as long as possible- but I know how much my acquaintances love getting into shit. Hff.

[hellofromkevin]

Family is very important ! ! ! Watch your priorities ! ! you won’t regret it ! ! !

[neverendingparable]

hellofromkevin:

He feels like he should be angry but he doesn’t want to be angry so he just turns that off and lets it layer inside him with everything else.

The room is gray and empty. Maybe he died. Maybe this is Hell. He reaches over his shoulder and feels the bones, they’re still sticking out like an ugly bug shell. His teeth are still sharp. He’d always assumed his soul would be human.

Stanley looks like everyone he’s ever worked with all at once, and he didn’t think Hell would have any comforts in it but this is nice.

The hunger is still there.

“So. Am I dead?”

Not dead, but if you stay here long enough, you’ll wish you were.

Stanley didn’t say that. He smiled, comfortingly.

“No, you’re not. And there are still chances of escaping. Sometimes you have to play a game. Sometimes you have to walk through a certain door. And sometimes…” He paused, his smile faltering a little. “Sometimes you just have to die to make the Office release its grip on you.”

“I can help you if you want. I’ve been here long enough to know this place by heart.”

[hellofromkevin]

He almost goes with this immediately but then reconsiders.

“Why are you still here, then?”

[officialdiagnosis]

someone: you forgot to eat? how?? aren’t you starving?

me: I don’t know I can’t feel anything

[boldlyawkward]

I made stew. It was awesome. I love potatoes.

[potato]

i luv u too

[potato]

wait what was in the stew

[neverendingparable]

hellofromkevin:

a visible tenseness. A small and brief anger. “We’re NOT aliens. That’s propaganda. I do radio work.” in, well, propaganda, where aliens is the only true bit and he’s just in denial. He pokes around at a desk, the keys on the computer don’t seem to do anything. Huh.

“Oh- no, no, no. Not you. The people who, er, made this Office.” It occured to Stanley that Kevin might really have no idea where he is.

“Um, this here,” he gestures around him. “It just looks like an Office but it really isnt. It’s a prison, one where you can’t leave, you can’t die, and the admins aka the Narrators have most of the power. And the ones of this particular Office are aliens.”

He sighed. It’s nothing new, explaining all this to the newcomers, although there was usually a difference between ‘guests’ and 'new employees’.

Guests appear, confused, from another dimension. They usually have no idea where they are and need a little time to orient themselves.

It’s quite the same with the newlings, except that guests get to leave eventually when they are dragged back to their home dimension.

The newlings get to stay here for years. 

Sometimes it’s impossible to tell which is which, but Stanley was sure this guy might just be a guest. He hoped for Kevin’s sake, at least.

[hellofromkevin]

He feels like he should be angry but he doesn’t want to be angry so he just turns that off and lets it layer inside him with everything else.

The room is gray and empty. Maybe he died. Maybe this is Hell. He reaches over his shoulder and feels the bones, they’re still sticking out like an ugly bug shell. His teeth are still sharp. He’d always assumed his soul would be human.

Stanley looks like everyone he’s ever worked with all at once, and he didn’t think Hell would have any comforts in it but this is nice.

The hunger is still there.

“So. Am I dead?”