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I'm so tired of the way suspicious meat is always human meat like for once I just want to be surprised. Let it be something else I'm so tired of it being human meat
Look I love horror I'm a big fan of it but guys. It's been overdone. At this point when I reach a point in a story where the meat starts being suspicious I roll my eyes because we all already know it's just some guy. Mystery meat could be so much more why won't we let it be more
Oh my steak is a guy? Yawn. Boring. That's every steak in horror.
Give me meat that just spawns randomly in your fridge. Meat that has no clear origin. Where is it from? We don't know. What kind of meat is it? No clue. It's mystery meat (non human (as far as we're aware of)). That's already a bit scarier if only thanks to not knowing how hygenic it is
Give me horror meat that isn't human bt has it's horror rooted in reality. Give me parasite pork that takes over your brain functions. Give me fucking prion disease at this point I'll take it. I'm so starved for mystery meat where the twist ISN'T that it's human c'mon people we can do better than this
Give me meat that IS genetically human but can't be matched to anyone's DNA!!! Where the fuck is it from?? We don't know!! Scary!!!
Oh people keep disappearing but hey at least the food is really good so that's something right? Womp womp you're eating a guy. Boring. Been there done that. Give me something new
Give me a guy who works in a slaughterhouse who swears on his life he's killed the exact same cow every week for the past 6 months and every time it gets harder to pull the trigger as it looks him in the eyes like it knows him
better smile, babs :P (no spoilers in tags please i am still mid-gtn!)
you really can reach a point with transgender enlightenment wherein you can attribute any bodily feature silhouette and detail to any gender regardless of typical cisgender aesthetic connotations. anything can be a man's body if the person in it is a man. anything can be a woman's body if the person in it is a woman. anything can be a genderless body if the person in it is genderless. and so on. the only thing that matters is the personhood within and whether you are willing to look and know and see it. open your eyes. keep trying until you no longer flinch or turn away in shame or anger or confusion.
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free me immediately
Name: Little Beepo
Skill: Fucking Miserable
Quote: Please let me have some grease from the stovetop. I’ll cry if you don’t let me have some grease. I need it.
no grease for you, little beepo. im sorry, but its for your own good
Little Beepo’s misery is increasing. Little Beepo’s misery is increasing. Little Beepo’s misery is increasing. Little Beepo’s misery is increasing.
i wanna hear what y'all think a gnome would be a disease vector for. i personally think 4 hours after initial bite OP develops a fever and starts compulsively seeking shelter beneath conical structures
crush by ethel cain ݁ᛪ༙ griddlehark
art by the extremely talented Marceline2174 !!
Long time no see, my burglar.
Saruman tuning into the Merry and Pippin show
wordle in 1: joyless. it is statistically inevitable that your go-to starting word will be the solution one day, and this is no more of an accomplishment than running a random number generator once a day until it gives you "1"
wordle in 2: misleading. you may think that this is the highest achievement, but it suffers from the same disappointment of a lucky guess that wordle in 1 causes. your second guess is a strategic choice, but ending the game this early just isn't interesting
wordle in 3: the peak. your starting word gave you some information and then your second guess contextualized that information into a solvable position. your sharp intuition and restraint is what truly separates you as above average.
wordle in 4: statistically average, par for the course, the baseline against which all other wordles are compared.
wordle in 5: you're sweating. you made a mistake at some point, or your starting word was effectively useless, and it took an extra guess above average to close things out. wordle in 5 comes as a relief.
wordle in 6: crushing humiliation. you have technically succeeded but at what cost. your thirty square grid will stare back at you like barrels of a firing squad. a failure in all but name.
wordle failure: never your fault. what kind of stupid word even was that like come on
This was definitely worth drawing
they found more jewelry
There is a distinct technique used by capitalists to bypass the legal and contractual rights of workers which to my knowledge has no name currently - so I’m giving it one - Lunch Grinding.
Lunch Grinding is a manipulative erosion of worker rights both in and out of the workplace. It bypasses legal and contractual standards through informal social pressures which the bosses cannot be held directly accountable for.
Lunch Grinding is named after one of the most common examples. It begins by asking a few employees to skip lunch in order to finish a project. Workers who are already insecure about their position due to economic anxiety will see this as an opportunity to prove they are a good employee. Those who refuse to do so may receive blame for failing to finish the project on time.
The issue becomes compounded when the bosses begin to purposefully schedule less time to complete the same projects. A distinct class begins to appear ignoring their contractual right to a lunch break - who become hostile to those who refuse to work during lunch for being “lazy” or “the reason we didn’t finish on time.”
At this point the management no longer needs to influence anyone directly to work through lunch break, simply by keeping up the sense of constantly being a little late for the project they have ensured the lunch-grinders will apply pressure to their peers who aren’t working through breaks.
As workplace hostility increases towards the “unproductive” members who are expressing their formal right to a break - they will be replaced with new individuals who may not even realize they have the right to a lunch break because working through the hour has become normalized by their peers.
Thus formal written standards from contracts and legal code become functionally non-existent. After which a new standard will be identified by management for erosion some examples include:
+Accepting uncertain hours. +Working off-the-clock. +Staying “On-Call” at all times. +Finishing projects / responding to emails at home. +Never using time off or sick leave.
All of which are socially conditioned in the same format - starting with “The Good Worker” who does a little favor for their boss - and ending as a peer enforced pressure and a perpetual hostility from management claiming productivity isn’t as high as expected.
This old post of mine feels increasingly relevant with the popular protest of worker’s mistreatment happening in the USA of late.
toby's got a favorite color combo i think
recurring dead wife flashback where it becomes increasingly apparent that the person remembering her has dishonestly claimed a romantic dynamic to their relationship that never actually existed and erased any conflict that ever existed between them now that she's no longer able to say no to them
dead wife flashback where each time we see her she looks more confused and upset by how she's remembered, then desperate and furious, until she's hammering on the glass screaming to be let out
this isn't how it happened. you know this isn't how it happened. but you still keep coming back, keep disturbing my grave so you can play out your fantasies. voyeurs crowding around my autopsy, straining for the best view; pawing through my entrails like grubby butchers trying to find some golden meaning in blood and shit because you can't bear to face the cold light of truth. you just can't bear the thought of never having really known me at all.
A spread from my sketchbook. Some sketches are based on my wife's fan fiction
And some sketches from the last few days
I also finished this little shelf and started knitting a shawl (God, I thought I was doing so little)