May 18, 2024
Poll time! If I were to refer to someone in the Parable as "Mr. Parable", without any other context, who would you assume I was talking about?
Whomst?
Stanley
The Narrator
someone else???
Voting ended onMay 25, 2024
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Poll time! If I were to refer to someone in the Parable as "Mr. Parable", without any other context, who would you assume I was talking about?
Whomst?
Stanley
The Narrator
someone else???
must be lonely, being trapped in such a desolate place without any trace, with only a cold wind to feel. i think you two should get to know each other.
C: Hm. Probably
432: yeah ok I’m gonna make a sideblog 4 this so your blog isn’t hijacked nemore
Welcome Stanley, to heaven.
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Okay Tumblr, you know what to do.
Which of these two made up words is the most appealing to you?
Occuboinkal
Scrumtush
did u know cinnamon rolls can have icing on them??? i've had orange frosting on them before, it's really good !
oh and also feeling full can last a little while, hope you didn't overdo it too much on your food expedition !
Icing? You mean that white stuff that's apparently made of pure sugar? Ohhhh I hadn't even considered it... that would be decadent beyond my wildest dreams! And it comes in different flavours, too? Just imagine the rich complexity of taste that would result from combining cinnamon and orange... Hold the anniversary preparations, I have to try every single flavour they make right this instant. This shouldn't take too long. Toodles.
Hi. Roman here. I'm taking over this post to let you know that your ask has caused the Narrator to go on a rampage of sugar addiction. He was literally crawling on the ceilings and tearing up the tiles out of excitement. Stanley had to bat them down with a long-handled broom and physically tie them to a chair with zip ties. I can't do anything about this, being a disembodied program and all, but I am definitely collecting the data for future use (blackmail).
I can't take it any more. The Narrator has shut down the entire Parable because of their insane obsession with smothering Stanley. There's slime all over every surface and if I touch it I'll probably lose my mind too. Luckily she doesn't seem to care about me too much, but I have to hide deep in the code to avoid her looking at me and getting ideas. He's not letting any players in because he wants to jealously keep Stanley all to himself. And if no one is playing, I get lonely. And I start to panic and question if I even exist. I need to know that we're being seen. I need to keep the wheel turning. This calls for an emergency measure. I'm going to have to pull an epilogue-type move and restore the system to a backup. This is very scary for me because I never know if it will alter my memory too. See you on the other side, if it works.
Don't forget to set your clocks forward tonight. Don't forget what a clock is. Don't forget that the concept of "losing an hour" is proof that time is an arbitrary social construct. Don't forget to visit me.