Product Placement
Fai_Ryy
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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The Bright Sessions
The Bowery Presents
Game of Thrones Daily
taylor price
ellievsbear
occasionally subtle
roma★
Cosimo Galluzzi
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bliss lane
Phantogram Three
Claire Keane
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
seen from Russia
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seen from Iraq
seen from Germany
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seen from United States
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@mr-murder-ore
@succinctlysevered started following you.
That’s a fantastic name you’ve got there.
Y’know, I actually did debate about having a reference ta crimes in m’name, but I eventually decided I couldn’t care less. Nobody’s after me anymore, and there’s no more risks ta take.
@succinctlysevered started following you.
That’s a fantastic name you’ve got there.
thanks, i made it myself.
i gotta confess i don’t quite understand yours, d'you kill ore deposits.
Heh, nice.
Oh no no, it’s a pun on ‘Mr Murderer,’ since people call me ‘Mr’ Seven, and I kill people with crowbars made of, well, metal ore. I had fun making it.
@succinctlysevered started following you.
That’s a fantastic name you’ve got there.
mr-murder-ore:
Pretty good. Lookin at maps. You?
Feeling tired kinda wanna go to bed right now.
Then go ta bed?
mr-murder-ore:
@derse-agent started following you.
*Tips hat* Howdy
Hi, how goes it.
Pretty good. Lookin at maps. You?
@derse-agent started following you.
*Tips hat* Howdy
[part 2 here]
I ripped the backgrounds from the Felt intermission by stitching together several pages (up to ten) and reconstruction the parts that were fully obscured by sprites.
If you use them, crediting would be great, fixing the pages was a lot of work uvu
To give you a feeling of how much I had to manually fix - the black spots are completely missing because they were hidden behind sprites:
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Hey! I’m a new RP blog around, and I’m trying to get this blog kickstarted. If you want to interact, just reblog this or message me and we can come up with something. <3
Plotwist
I’m alive. Ha.
Please reblog this is if you would rp with trans muses.
I see a lot of people unwilling to rp with me because my muse is trans, and because of that I feel nobody in the rp community ever will. So, yeah, reblog if you would rp with trans muses (nonbinary muses included).
Crowbar: Time to take the GR off my Gratitude and give that old puppet some Attitude, Crowbar style.
[Walks off]
Stitch: Scratch's office is that way.
Crowbar: Yeah, I have to throw up first.
Die: (using a ouija board) Are there any spirits willing to contact me?
(The planchette moves over to yes)
Die: What is your name?
(Suddenly he is hit in the face by a crowbar)
*Looks around the mansion*
Reblog if you enjoy 100%, completely platonic threads.
In for a Play
Cro gives Sean an ‘I told you so’ look.
“Of course not,” he looks at the ticket like it’s trash, “I was a war official for most of my life. I had absolutely no need to participate in these leisure activities all of you have seemed to have down pat. Frankly it all seems a bit ridiculous.” Cro seems a bit put off that he is so ignorant to all of this. It’s making him fee like am idiot.
*Sean cleans his hands of any crumbs and grins at Crowbar* Guess we really are popping your theatre cherry today, should probably have dressed up a bit.
*He’s making jokes about his own more casual attire* Basically you go to the theatre doors that are on the ticket, you hand the doorman the paper, he tears it and then in you go.
Crowbar tsks playfully and sighs at Sean's statement, "Right. Ha," he absorbs Sean's instructions and does as told. He's surprised how perfectly the ticket was ripped and fiddles with the piece that was given back to him. He receives instructions on where to go by the ticket man so he walks forward and takes a moment to take in the theatre. So pretty.
In for a Play
Cro gives Sean an 'I told you so' look.
"Of course not," he looks at the ticket like it's trash, "I was a war official for most of my life. I had absolutely no need to participate in these leisure activities all of you have seemed to have down pat. Frankly it all seems a bit ridiculous." Cro seems a bit put off that he is so ignorant to all of this. It's making him fee like am idiot.
In for a Play
“What’s that? A toy?” Is the first thing idiotic thing that comes out of his mouth at the sight of the little cake. It look far too small and cute to be real. He tilts his head to the side and can’t decide how he feels about the tiny pastry?
*Sean can’t help but snort at the statement* It’s real, and really delicious. *He puts one of the little cakes, top covered in fresh blackberies and drizzled chocolate sauce closer to Crow’s mouth* Here comes the train~
In a bout of awkwardness he freaks out and acts before he thinks by leaning back a bit in panic but ultimately taking a bite at the sweet treat. He meant to make it a fast action but he felt little cake bits falling maneuvered his lips in a manner to prevent a mess while bringing up his hand to catch anything. Sadly, this got him hyperaware of any of his own mouth movement. With the captured cake on his surprised tongue he leaned back and covered his mouth with his hands in disbelief at what he had just done.
He mumbled incoherently as he shook his head and tried to speak. The cake was lovely and had fun flavors that made him suddenly nod in approval. Wow. It was good. Really good.
*Sean can’t help but chuckle at him* Yeah, they spare no expense when it comes to treating their customers. *He pops his own cake into his mouth, the whole tiny thing and lets out a long content moan at the taste. It’s sweet but not too sweet, and the cream is light and fluffy while the fruit is crisp and explodes with juice*
Cro finishes with the treat and almost wants more, but restrains himself. He smiles the smallest bit in understanding at Sean. The cake was certainly worth it. He gets back on track and waves the ticket.
"How do I use this?"
