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In DnD, I'm a Pyromaniac Bard. That way, all my mixtapes are fire, no matter what the haters say.

Creebs

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I’m writing a book (still)!

Hey guys, remember how I said that I was writing a book? Well one thing lead to another and the book is turning into a novella. Novellas are fun as they’re basically just a story that’s between 7,500 to 40,000 words. My book is currently on a grand total of 973 words, which I personally think is pretty impressive seeing as I’ve been working on it for a good few months now. The book-induced head voice disagrees, but I’m learning to tune it out. It sounds more like the voice of a grown up in a Peanuts cartoon than the high pitched, nasally tone it had before, which I personally consider an improvement solely because of the entertainment factor. One thing that’s really been messing with me and my writing ethic has been what I’ve been reading as of late, which is Stephen King’s ‘The Shining’. You see, one of the main characters in The Shining considers himself an author, and ends up being driven insane and attempting to kill his wife and son. As you can hopefully see, I don’t exactly want to associate myself with those sorts of people. Still, I’m powering on. Here’s an excerpt now:

All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy. All work and no play makes Creebs a dull boy.

I’m pretty proud of how it’s turning out!

-Creebs

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Things Blanketguy has done

 - Moved all the furniture in the Bawrao HQ 2 inches to the left  - Covered all our bars of soap in waterproof spray  - Switched the contents of the beef and chicken stock cartons - Poked tiny holes in all our eggs and drained the yolk out of them - Sealed the fridge door with blutack (You can open it it just takes more effort) - Color coded my alphabetized CD collection - Changed the default keyboard on my computer to Russian - Put all the cups in the cupboard upside down - Swapped the places of the cutlery - Hi Creebs! - Swapped the clean dishes with the dirty ones in the dishwasher - Setting all the light dimmers to halfway and making it so I can’t change them - Replaced the autocorrect of ‘Their’ to ‘There’ - Covered the floor of my bedroom with paper cups full of water - Replaced all my photos with signed portraits of Steve Buscemi - The portraits were signed by Zachary Quinto - Drank all the milk and put the carton back in the fridge - Put a landmine under my pillow

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'Mate, you're walking on thin ice AND playing with fire. Normally that'd be dangerous enough, But you combined them. You have some kind of death wish buddy?'

Creebs. That’s me.

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You know how 16% of our followers are Taylor Swift blogs?

I’m slightly worried about that fact. Not because I dislike Taylor Swift, it’s just. Why? This blog. We have nothign to do with Taylor Swift. I don’t understand why you’d follow us of all people, and why there’s so many of you. 

speaking of random followers, the google analytics site I use to spy on who likes our stuff has been finding three connections from Russia every day, at 3:00 AM. We, as in Creebs and I would like to tell the Russian Government that is no doubt reading out posts, that were are happy to accomodate you in BAWRAO HQ, as long as you don’t mind the ‘Human Rights’ suit. 

As I no doubt just made an enemy of the entire russian government with my comment, I would like to make clearn to CNN and Fox news that that was, in fact, a joke. Being a literal Blanket doesn’t stop me from making jokes. However what it does stop me from doing is having arms. and hands. If any of our Taylor Swift followers could perhaps run a petition with eachother and other like-minded people to get me some hands, I would be greatly appreciative. Gimme a hand here folks. 

Geddit?

- Blanketguy!

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“Same”, quoth she as her yet-to-be-identified second hand car refused to start. “Literally me”, she stated after finally getting onto the road only to be immediately stopped by the boom gates which had a nasty habit of staying down for upwards of five minutes whilst only one train felt the need to pass through. “Mood”, she declared, finding the price for gas had gone up 4 cents since yesterday.

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I justify the age of the meme by pointing out that this is canon.

-Creebs

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Don’t Starve Together

Have any of you ever done an escape room? You know those things where they lock you in a place and you have to solve a bunch of puzzles and hidden clues to escape. It’s generally done with a bunch of people, and is considered a really good, albeit stressful teambuilding exercise. I’ve never bothered with escape rooms, because I normally find it hard enough to just escape Bawrao HQ (Read: My basement) as is.

I’M HOOOMEEE! Guess who, it’s me, I escaped the Muppets. And by escaped I mean took them into a sewing shop And by escaped, I also mean that the Muppets have now banned me from attending their shows and dropped me off on the street-corner nearby.

Okay, he ran off. I’m back. Anyways, since he got back, he and I have been playing a lot of Don’t Starve Together together (COLON THREE). It’s a really fun game, and it’s basically an escape room of its own, minus there ever being any escape. If you haven’t played Don’t Starve Together, you should, it’s like Mario Party, but more violent. BURN, MAIM, KILL, DESTROY Oh god, he’s using colourful onomatopoeia to convey his need to destroy us!

He’s also pretending to be me when he writes. Those aren’t even onomatopoeia anyways. *ahem* So yes, Don’t Starve Together. Blanketguy and I have a server set up where we play together, we’re currently in late Spring, leading to Summer. We’ve survived about 65 days, and so far it’s going horribly. He’s set up a lovely base, a nice farm and is generally speaking very well prepared. Then you have me, Wendy, running around aimlessly attempting to collect enough logs to just have a fire going. He’s definitely better at the game than I am. We’ve had several strange encounters, such as the large infestation of mooses/gooses (Meese/geese?) near every reliable food source aside from our base. There was also the surprise Varg attack, I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT A VARG IS from when I was trying to find a new Koalaphant friend for Gunter and Jerome (the other Koalaphants).  

What I’m trying to get to is that Don’t Starve Together is a very fun game- you can expect to die a lot, and those deaths will always entirely be as a result of your friend’s incompetence. Awful, awful friends.

-Creebs