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━☀Indie Willow RP/Ask Blog☀━ ━❝I could watch it for hours...❞━ What can go wrong with being stuck with a mischievous pyromaniac out in the wild? Absolutely nothing. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ If you're looking for pyreandpigtails, run by Lyssa, you're at the wrong blog, love! If you're looking for Ghost's blog, you're at the right place. If you are in need of a little bit of help, you're welcome to visit the safehouse for more information. AUTOPLAY IS ON!

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Occupation: little shit.

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WOO! Just finished making 100 icons for this blog. It’s gonna take a little bit of remodeling before I have everything up and running again, but I think I can finish it before my break is over!

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I should probably restart this blog again sometime soon... I miss my angry pyromaniac.

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A Little 20-to-500 Giveaway!

Hey! Yo! I finally have something worthwhile to give away, and so, I’m giving away-

Drumroll,

                                            🌳🌳🌳🦉🐻🌲🌲🌲 A free copy of Don’t Starve Together!

This is a relatively simple giveaway, here are the rules!;

-You must have a Steam Account - You must not already own a copy of Don’t Starve Together  -You must have been following me before this giveaway was announced! -Likes will get you into the raffle, but reblogs won’t do much. I know, kinda weird, right? (It’s because this isn’t supposed to be a promo! You can still reblog if you’d like, though!)

                                            🌳🌳🌳🦉🐻🌲🌲🌲 The winner will be chosen on January 8th- which is pretty soon!

If you win, I’ll make a post saying so! You can send me your Steam Name in the Instant Messages, and I’ll have it gifted to you right away!

                                             🌳🌳🌳🦉🐻🌲🌲🌲 I’m glad I can finally do something like this. I wish I had more talent or cool in-game Pokemon so I could give-out more to you all, but I suppose this will have to do!

Have fun!

[moonsugarstarq]

SHAWN WASABI HAS HAD HIS MIDI FIGHTER + MACBOOK STOLEN IN SAN FRANCISCO

Shawn Wasabi, someone I am very privileged to call my friend, has been tweeting tonight that his car got broken into and his one-of-a-kind Midi Fighter 64 was stolen from it, along with his macbook and backup harddrive. The Midi Fighter is this cool launchpad he plays.

The police are refusing to do anything about it, because his eyes were red (from crying) and they decided he and his friends had been smoking. They won’t even let him file a report.

Please, please keep your eyes peeled for his Midi Fighter. It is the only one of its kind in the world. That Midi is his entire musical life and he’s devastated that it got stolen. If you know or see ANYTHING, PLEASE contact the San Francisco police.

I’m so angry. He is a wonderful person and did not deserve this.

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PLEASE REBLOG THIS

IF YOURE IN SF OR/AND HAVE ANY INFO

[email protected]

Please signal boost this

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Hey, guys, it’s Ghost. I just wanted to let you know what’s been going on since I’ve been gone so much lately. To start off, my younger sister was just diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes, which has definitely slowed everything down a bit considering the fact that my whole family is trying to learn how to keep her safe and adjust to our new lifestyle. On top of that, I had my wisdom teeth taken out, which automatically rendered me useless for a couple of days, but school has been far too important to miss, so I ended up going back a day after my surgery, which proved its own set of challenges. I’m going to do everything I can to juggle everything at once and manage the blogs, but I might be a little less than active until summer comes around.

By the way, I am about to make another RP blog despite this, but the only reason I might be able to manage this new character is because he’s from a fandom that isn’t very well known, but you might get a couple of asks from him in the future. Let’s hope for the best, and I’ll see you all later!

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((So, it is late and I just realized what I put as that first sentence… It was supposed to be IF YOU DON’T STOP YOU’LL bleed all over camp. Also, please forgive me, I’m still working this whole situation out in my head. lol))

It was a joke, right? In truth, she had only meant to scare him as the joke, but then, he jumped. What a mess this whole thing was… She really hoped she could fix it and let him trust her again. If she tried to explain it as it really happened, he might not believe her.

Willow took a deep breath, chucking the dagger to her side and into the woods along with any other sharp objects she may have had on her, “There. Now, would you please calm down and let me help you?”

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((I figured :’) it’s 2:38 AM here so I don’t blame you. Wilson was talking about the second option, as ‘face me’ sounds like a fight))

Wilson looked back to see that she had discarded all of her weapons. He hadn’t had any with him when she initially pulled this ‘prank’ on him, and thus didn’t have any with him on the run, Now that she was without hers, even if she did decide to attack, he’d still have a chance, even if he was wounded. Cautiously, he slowed to a stop. But why should he trust her? He didn’t even know this duplicate of his campmate. She could be completely unlike the Willow he knew.

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((Oh! That makes a lot more sense. Thank you for understanding… lol How’s your day?))

The pyro let out a sigh as the man finally stopped fleeing, carefully moving over to the campfire to add some logs in as fuel, “Look, if you’re really so freaked out, grab my spear. Jab me in the shoulder as payback or whatever, see if I care.”

Willow honestly wasn’t the best at apologies and she knew that. However, she was coming close to just letting him kill her in order to get this all over with. It was a mistake, a bad joke. She just wished for the best to happen.

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((it’s p nice actually uvu. How about yours?))

Wilson’s shoulders slumped. Ow. He narrowed his eyes slightly but approached her anyways. She did have a healing item on her, and he really did need it if he didn’t want to pass out from blood loss. The scientist sat down by the fire cautiously, his eyes always following Willow.

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((Mine has gone pretty well! I discovered that I want a pet snake today, but I think that’ll be a little complicated with five cats in the house. lol Anything interesting happening on your end?))

The woman carefully sat in front of him, “Alright. Here’s how this is going to go. First, I’m going to need you to move the shirt a bit so that I can get to the wound. Next, I’m going to put pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding. After that, comes the salves. Do you have any questions about this whatsoever?”

The best thing to do when someone is scared is to explain what is going to happen. Willow discovered this when dealing with Tiffany and the other girls back at the orphanage. Ironically enough, it was in regard to patching up wounds back then as well.

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((nah not really just having fun with threads))

Wilson shook his head. He knew what should be done to deal with his wound, but he still appreciated her walking him through it anyway. Going by the first step, he peeled his blood-soaked collar away from the wound carefully, hissing slightly from the pain.

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((I’M SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG MY MONTH HAS BEEN ABSOLUTELY CRAZY))

Willow frowned a little bit as she watched him follow her instructions, wincing in pain from the wound that she gave him, “I know, I know, I’m sorry... This is going to hurt, but I promise you’ll feel much better once it’s been taken care of, okay?”

The woman sat up a bit, rolling up the sleeves to her sweater before gently placing her hands on the wound as applying pressure in guilty silence.

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(I DID NOT HAVE ENOUGH COINS TO DRESS EVERYONE but I tried here u go. Also did you know wickerbottoms name is too long for miitomo? Now you do.))

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@wilson-the-scientist OMG

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@wilson-percivalhiggsbury Okay, now that I have the right person, OMG

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(I DID NOT HAVE ENOUGH COINS TO DRESS EVERYONE but I tried here u go. Also did you know wickerbottoms name is too long for miitomo? Now you do.))

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@wilson-the-scientist OMG

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have you ever just thrown a boomerang at a moving target and then completely forgotten about it because said target walked away?

man, don’t starve has some of the best logic. heat seeking boomerangs. 

dA

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#justiceformuslims

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I love every single person who reblogged this

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I don’t think people realize how much of an impact this kind of support can have, I don’t think everyone knows what these little things can mean to us.

It may just be me, I don’t know. But every single time I see this on my dash or on someone’s blog or anywhere else, I kind of just breathe a sigh of relief. That’s one more person who cares. That’s one more person who doesn’t hate me.

Because it means so much, especially when all the media is spewing out is that I’m a terrible person and no one wants people like me near them. It means so much because I’m tired of people who won’t sit next to me in class, or who choose to join the longer line at the grocery store because they don’t want to be beside me and my family. It means so much when I have to lift my head any time someone says the words Islam or Muslim because I’m scared that they’ll say something that’ll hurt, when I have to pay attention to the news because who knows what so and so is saying now, who knows which of my people are being attacked now, who knows what’s going to happen to me now.

It means so much because I’ve been given the idea that the world is against me. And a huge part of it may be, but at least I’ve been reminded that some of it, just a small group of people, acknowledges that I’m a person too. That people like me are just that, people.

Maybe it’s just me, I don’t know. But now you do, so thank you for believing that I’m human when so many people don’t.

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((So, it is late and I just realized what I put as that first sentence… It was supposed to be IF YOU DON’T STOP YOU’LL bleed all over camp. Also, please forgive me, I’m still working this whole situation out in my head. lol))

It was a joke, right? In truth, she had only meant to scare him as the joke, but then, he jumped. What a mess this whole thing was… She really hoped she could fix it and let him trust her again. If she tried to explain it as it really happened, he might not believe her.

Willow took a deep breath, chucking the dagger to her side and into the woods along with any other sharp objects she may have had on her, “There. Now, would you please calm down and let me help you?”

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((I figured :’) it’s 2:38 AM here so I don’t blame you. Wilson was talking about the second option, as ‘face me’ sounds like a fight))

Wilson looked back to see that she had discarded all of her weapons. He hadn’t had any with him when she initially pulled this ‘prank’ on him, and thus didn’t have any with him on the run, Now that she was without hers, even if she did decide to attack, he’d still have a chance, even if he was wounded. Cautiously, he slowed to a stop. But why should he trust her? He didn’t even know this duplicate of his campmate. She could be completely unlike the Willow he knew.

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((Oh! That makes a lot more sense. Thank you for understanding… lol How’s your day?))

The pyro let out a sigh as the man finally stopped fleeing, carefully moving over to the campfire to add some logs in as fuel, “Look, if you’re really so freaked out, grab my spear. Jab me in the shoulder as payback or whatever, see if I care.”

Willow honestly wasn’t the best at apologies and she knew that. However, she was coming close to just letting him kill her in order to get this all over with. It was a mistake, a bad joke. She just wished for the best to happen.

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((it’s p nice actually uvu. How about yours?))

Wilson’s shoulders slumped. Ow. He narrowed his eyes slightly but approached her anyways. She did have a healing item on her, and he really did need it if he didn’t want to pass out from blood loss. The scientist sat down by the fire cautiously, his eyes always following Willow.

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((Mine has gone pretty well! I discovered that I want a pet snake today, but I think that’ll be a little complicated with five cats in the house. lol Anything interesting happening on your end?))

The woman carefully sat in front of him, “Alright. Here’s how this is going to go. First, I’m going to need you to move the shirt a bit so that I can get to the wound. Next, I’m going to put pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding. After that, comes the salves. Do you have any questions about this whatsoever?”

The best thing to do when someone is scared is to explain what is going to happen. Willow discovered this when dealing with Tiffany and the other girls back at the orphanage. Ironically enough, it was in regard to patching up wounds back then as well.

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((So, it is late and I just realized what I put as that first sentence… It was supposed to be IF YOU DON’T STOP YOU’LL bleed all over camp. Also, please forgive me, I’m still working this whole situation out in my head. lol))

It was a joke, right? In truth, she had only meant to scare him as the joke, but then, he jumped. What a mess this whole thing was… She really hoped she could fix it and let him trust her again. If she tried to explain it as it really happened, he might not believe her.

Willow took a deep breath, chucking the dagger to her side and into the woods along with any other sharp objects she may have had on her, “There. Now, would you please calm down and let me help you?”

[maroonmannerisms]

((I figured :’) it’s 2:38 AM here so I don’t blame you. Wilson was talking about the second option, as ‘face me’ sounds like a fight))

Wilson looked back to see that she had discarded all of her weapons. He hadn’t had any with him when she initially pulled this ‘prank’ on him, and thus didn’t have any with him on the run, Now that she was without hers, even if she did decide to attack, he’d still have a chance, even if he was wounded. Cautiously, he slowed to a stop. But why should he trust her? He didn’t even know this duplicate of his campmate. She could be completely unlike the Willow he knew.

[matchboxmania-blog]

((Oh! That makes a lot more sense. Thank you for understanding... lol How’s your day?))

The pyro let out a sigh as the man finally stopped fleeing, carefully moving over to the campfire to add some logs in as fuel, “Look, if you’re really so freaked out, grab my spear. Jab me in the shoulder as payback or whatever, see if I care.”

Willow honestly wasn’t the best at apologies and she knew that. However, she was coming close to just letting him kill her in order to get this all over with. It was a mistake, a bad joke. She just wished for the best to happen.

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((So, it is late and I just realized what I put as that first sentence... It was supposed to be IF YOU DON’T STOP YOU’LL bleed all over camp. Also, please forgive me, I’m still working this whole situation out in my head. lol))

It was a joke, right? In truth, she had only meant to scare him as the joke, but then, he jumped. What a mess this whole thing was... She really hoped she could fix it and let him trust her again. If she tried to explain it as it really happened, he might not believe her.

Willow took a deep breath, chucking the dagger to her side and into the woods along with any other sharp objects she may have had on her, “There. Now, would you please calm down and let me help you?”

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A starter has been planned for @maroonmannerisms!

“Listen, buster, would you just calm down already?! I said I was sorry!” the pyro snapped, her silver eyes flaring with frustration and guilt, “Stop being a big baby and just let me patch you up already!”

Willow had nearly dropped the salve she was holding in her fit of rage, hand on her hip as she tapped her foot against the ground furiously. Honestly! All she did was stab him in the shoulder as a joke! Yeah, she would admit that it probably wasn’t the nicest (or the smartest) thing to do to such a timid person like Wilson. But, in the pyro’s defense, she was trying to fix her mistake. If only he would just stop running.

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“You stabbed me in the shoulder! How is this not a reasonable reaction?!” He shouted back angrily, showing no signs of stopping. Blood was beginning to soak his shirt, and he felt weak from the amount he was losing. He gripped his shoulder in an attempt to put much-needed pressure on the open wound, but his running caused his grip to get constantly shifted in a way that wasn’t productive to healing himself under any standard. “Do you honestly expect me to believe that it was a joke?”

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“It was a bad joke, I admit, bleed all over camp! And, again, I SAID I WAS SORRY!” the woman snapped back, “Now, would you rather that I chase you around until you pass out from blood loss, or are you going to stop being a wimp and face me?!”

Unfortunately, Willow had a feeling she’d be facing the latter.

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Guys, I think I have a macaroon problem.

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A starter has been planned for @maroonmannerisms!

"Listen, buster, would you just calm down already?! I said I was sorry!” the pyro snapped, her silver eyes flaring with frustration and guilt, “Stop being a big baby and just let me patch you up already!”

Willow had nearly dropped the salve she was holding in her fit of rage, hand on her hip as she tapped her foot against the ground furiously. Honestly! All she did was stab him in the shoulder as a joke! Yeah, she would admit that it probably wasn’t the nicest (or the smartest) thing to do to such a timid person like Wilson. But, in the pyro’s defense, she was trying to fix her mistake. If only he would just stop running.