#babbling.txt

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So this is basically all of the plot. Right

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im back & im moving blogs!

hey yall im back and im moving! my new blog is @catpartner! go follow me there if you’re still interested in following me

also im gonna queue this post a bunch of times so if you don’t wanna see it, either blacklist the tag “#moving” or unfollow this blog

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It costs £0.00 to stop using the word 'Futa' and to treat trans girls and intersex people with respect 👌👌👌

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ever wanted to give Dr. Ryland Grace every disease ever?

well now you can!

The Many Disorders and Ailments of Dr. Ryland Grace | DGBenefiel | Ellipsus

A compilation of every disorder or ailment the followers of @aroace-ryland-grace have given Dr. Ryland Grace, the main character from Projec

This is a compilation of every single disorder discussed as Angst Material on @aroace-ryland-grace's blog, and will be edited whenever I can. Have fun lol

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I WAS GONNA MAKE A FUNNY MEME BUT NOW I'M GONNA SHIT MYSELF???? WDYM IT'S LEAVING SOON???? NETFLIX I SWEAR TO GOD WHEN I FUCKING GET YOU.NETFLIX.

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rocky and adrian like atlas and p-body from portal 2 statement.

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Okay so I've been trying to create a makeshift way of translating Eridian language into stuff we can actually in writing and not sheet music and this has created possibly the funniest scenario ever. In my opinion, at least.

So, imagine this (from Grace POV):

I'm finally meeting another one of the biologists who helped synthesize all the food currently keeping me alive as I possibly can be. I've heard a lot about them--Rocky has insisted that they were one of the nicest and most conversational Eridians that he and Adrian got to work with, and he still insists to me now that I'll absolutely love meeting them.

However, something puts me on edge. It's not an anecdote I've heard, or some sort of sneaking suspicion based on their description, or even remaining weirdness from being the first human to ever meet a sapient alien species. Nothing like that is the root of my worry.

But somehow, I still feel like my death is awaiting in the other room.

Shut up, Grace. I tell myself. That's an unfounded claim. There's no reason to be feeling this way.

Still, it persists.

I walk into the room where they wait regardless.

All and all, the conversation is fine! Their self introduction sends another spike into my gut, but other than that, every millisecond of my interaction with them is great. They're perfectly sweet, and even though I'm trying to steer clear from giving Eridians weird human names now, I almost want to name them after a dessert. Cupcake or cookie, maybe. They're just so nice, and food is obviously on my mind since they helped create some.

I still leave the encounter shaken, though. Rocky is definitely concerned, and keeps asking if I'm feeling ill, but I don't think that's it.

When I get home, I just...start scrounging the web. Relaying the conversation back in my head, trying to figure out any adverse psychological affects of meeting specific people, or...something? I'm so confused that my sentences are beginning to fall out of grammatical standards.

Finally, I give up and just look up the notes in their name. Someones faces just don't match up with the name they're given, even Eridian faces.

And then I see it.

Alright, who was going to tell me that one of my saviors' names is literally the Dies Irae, the musical motif for death and the apocalypse?

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Some doodles including @rathersketchy’s god of dreams bc I like her design a lot (and the colors….and her backstory….aaaaaauuuuuu)

Closeup of herrrr

my actual god concept was gonna be fire I just immediately passed out after bc I just finished finals </3