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Goodbye!

hi guys!!

As you’ve probably noticed, this blog has been.. dead for quite a while. I’ve had  lot going on from college and tests, to moving and family things. Over the course of recent months I’ve stopped writing. My muse has gone away and I really don’t see it coming back. I’ve made the decision to stop this blog but wanted to do it today in particular― it’s the one year anniversary. 

Long story short, I’m leaving the community. I’m going out later (for pokémon go bc i’m almost @ level 12!!). But I am sad because of it. I’ve been in the tumblr roleplaying community for three years now with three separate accounts and this one gained a LOT of visibility. I’m glad people enjoyed my writing and actually wanted to talk to me! I’ve made great friends (shout out to @psychopathic-moves who is!! amazing and you should follow her to see how awesome her stuff is!!! thank you for helping me out and being such a supportive friend.)

So yeah! I’m going to college in exactly a month now to move in and I’m very excited! I hope all of you have achieved great things as well. If you write, keep on going. Enjoy your muse!

This is probably the last time I’ll post on this blog. Thank you all for staying by my side and being wonderful people in general. I’ll reblog this a few times for those that don’t see it immediately. If you wish to talk tor keep up with me, my main is @ecumencial. If mutuals I’ve talked to want my skype, don’t be afraid to send me a message! And if we already have exchanged skype and haven’t talked in awhile, come say hi.

Have a great rest of your day!

[stanfordisms]

Goodbye!

hi guys!!

As you’ve probably noticed, this blog has been.. dead for quite a while. I’ve had  lot going on from college and tests, to moving and family things. Over the course of recent months I’ve stopped writing. My muse has gone away and I really don’t see it coming back. I’ve made the decision to stop this blog but wanted to do it today in particular― it’s the one year anniversary. 

Long story short, I’m leaving the community. I’m going out later (for pokémon go bc i’m almost @ level 12!!). But I am sad because of it. I’ve been in the tumblr roleplaying community for three years now with three separate accounts and this one gained a LOT of visibility. I’m glad people enjoyed my writing and actually wanted to talk to me! I’ve made great friends (shout out to @psychopathic-moves who is!! amazing and you should follow her to see how awesome her stuff is!!! thank you for helping me out and being such a supportive friend.)

So yeah! I’m going to college in exactly a month now to move in and I’m very excited! I hope all of you have achieved great things as well. If you write, keep on going. Enjoy your muse!

This is probably the last time I’ll post on this blog. Thank you all for staying by my side and being wonderful people in general. I’ll reblog this a few times for those that don’t see it immediately. If you wish to talk tor keep up with me, my main is @ecumencial. If mutuals I’ve talked to want my skype, don’t be afraid to send me a message! And if we already have exchanged skype and haven’t talked in awhile, come say hi.

Have a great rest of your day!

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STARTER CALL: @ofsomnixm​

                ❝I’ll DIE before I tell Y O U!❞ His voiced bellowed throughout the chamber, a piece of ephemeral flesh who had been endowed with Bill’s torture― a  s u n d r y  of grotesque masterpieces. This was the Valley of Humiliation, where the taste of copper was prominent in his mouth and blood dribbled on his lower lip, while a solitary eye monitored him. The single audience member easily defaced Stanford’s barriers, but could not surpass the tallest of them all.

                                       His mental strength.

                Through cracked spectacles the man stared, coarse & anomalous fingers contracting and relaxing to keep his consciousness afloat and prepared. The demon’s parlance was a clear-voiced contradiction to his morals. All he could hope for was the miracle of a conjunction, something to carry him towards swift safety. But alas, that was luck. And luck was chance; chance was math. And Stanford Pines believed in math. 

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STARTER CALL: @eolqglvpv

                      ❝So... those shack robot blueprints. I caught of glimpse of them and must say it’s QUITE impressive. You managed to maintain the force field around it functioning for an extended amount of time, all while fighting a god.❞

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I just had a thought

So you know how Bill was able to rearrange Preston Northwest’s face and how he deconstructed Ford’s body at the atomic level and rebuilt it at the other side of the room?

Well, after reading this horrifying post that explains just what effects a 500 volt shock would have on Ford’s body, I got to thinking of just how in the world the man managed to still stay alive and coherent - let alone able to stand and function relatively normally - by the time the Resistance staged their rescue mission. Adrenaline can only do so much after a certain point. Ford had to go through literal days of torture (building the Mystery Shack robot did not take mere hours, after all), and lbrh, this is Bill we’re talking about here. I’m sure he could get very creative when he put his mind to it. Being zapped with electricity was probably the least of Ford’s problems during that time.

So the more I think about it, the more I find it extremely plausible that any time Ford’s body was just about ready to give out and shut down from the sheer amount of damage it had taken… Bill just took a moment to patch up the worst of it and started right back in on him again. Heck, I’m sure he was powerful enough at that point to even resuscitate Ford if he wanted to. So even if he did end up dying, Bill could just bring him back like nothing ever happened.

So yeah. This might explain why Ford wasn’t in even worse shape by the time he was rescued, and why he was still strong enough to stay on his feet through the rest of the finale even though Bill still tortured him for literal days. (He should still go lie down and see a doctor ASAP, though, like damn son, you have had a very bad week.)

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STARTER CALL: @vortship

            ❝You come from another world, don’t you? Tell me, is technology any better? I haven’t MUCH of this dimension...❞

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STARTER CALL: @cryptiicus

               ❝I’ve been quite fond in the study of parametrics myself,❞ Stanford began as he held the chess piece between his fingers. The white bishop― a piece that can’t jump over any others. Weak, yet strong in its own, harmonious way. There was a pause of intensity as he recalculated his steps, piece in hand waving over multiple pawns.

                 ❝Beautiful equations that are one of the multiple piques in the mathematical fields.❞  

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forda the explora

this is the worst shitpost i’ve ever made

this… this is what you’ve made me become

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unknown. pro of being forced away from your computer: you don’t notice tumblr fucking up

LATER NE R DS

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TAGGED BY;; @grunkllist

NAME/ALIAS : geli BIRTHDAY : that horrible time of year that school begins but not close enough to appreciate the fall. its not at a good gap. ZODIAC SIGN : I’M A  L I O N HEIGHT : 5′7″ TIME : 11:17pm SLEEP : Weekdays: 10pm-6am ish FAVORITE BOOKS : the things they carried. a classic. FAVORITE ARTISTS : a lotttt of ppl on tumblr LAST MOVIE I WATCHED : STAR WARS TFA AHAHA DREAM JOB : researching neurologist. for now i guess.  THE MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL : its his name. ye a...

TAG 8 PEOPLE YOU WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER ; hhh  whatever you all want to do!! 

[teraz-zaraz]

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unknown. i’ve been in this roleplaying community for like... christ eight months now. and i still can’t do crap w/ photoshop. ya’ll have learned and i am like a rat using computer software. 

one day i’ll learn

when i put effort into it

also i’m going to bed. i’ll get to those replies... later...

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STARTER CALL: @grunkllist

              ❝I can’t believe we’re actually doing this. Going out to sea....❞

❝It feels like a dream, you know.❞

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STARTER CALL: @bliindsight

                   ❝Well, whatever the townsfolk said... ah... NEVER MIND ALL THAT. Yeah, that’s it. Some things are better forgotten in history than remembered.❞

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STARTER CALL: @txssxract

❝So, I PROPOSE this question to you. What is immortality if you lose those you love? While you hold the power of a G O D, do you not eventually degrade into an emotionless, hostile, bitter being who only searches for the succulent release of death? Will you not crave what everyone else achieves in the end? Because the prospect of knowledge and discovery does lose its pleasant ring eventually...❞

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STARTER CALL: @ursabranded 

          ❝Oh, Stanley and I have made MULTIPLE discoveries out on sea. The ocean’s vastness and beauty are immeasurable compared to our simple surface. What lies beyond is this planet’s own WONDERFUL, big secret. But I think we’re close to discovering whatever may be going on down there. When we go back, we’ll take everything we’ve got to give.❞

         He gave a bright, shining smile, trying to affirm his success― because, well, he was damn excited about it. Although he seemed quite silly speaking so eloquently with a turkey painted onto his hand.

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quick notice: im dropping all threads. just a heads up