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July Art Dump 2024

It's been a long time since i posted! I always check tumblr, i just cannot post as much as i want to, life is busy.

A little gift for @stelaernispol too!

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Attack on @eclipseclipsy / @jesterflower

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Alright, here's the story. Hope you like gore... kinda. (I'm not a great writer, but a great summarizer. IT'S A FUCKING CURSE)

tw: suicide and body horror-

Alright, so basically:

August 4th, 10:16 A.M.

Aaylin's POV:

I have decided to take a small walk around Stick City. It's just like any usual day of the year, nothing crazy. Today, it's just a nice breezy day, leaves falling and crunching under my boots, my red scarf flowing with the wind. I was on my way to the park, just going to have a little walk. It's nice, especially when no one goes to the park at this time, so it gets nice and quiet. It should be about a 5 minute walk, as I only live about 3 blocks away. It's around the outskirts of the city, a small playground with a bike trail, next to a hill. The hill is pretty steep, since that's where the passenger train comes and goes. It usually goes from this city, to the other. I just call it The Clover, since the track it looks like a little four-leaf clover. I checked the time, seeing it's now about 10:18. Maybe I should stop for a snack. There's the street vendor on the way there that I usually talk to. Maybe I can buy something there. That's a great idea, A small picnic for one at the park.

August 4th, 10:22 A.M.

I'm just arriving at the park, with some cotton candy and pretzels in hand. It's just as I thought it'd be. Nice and peaceful. There's only a small amount of birds chirping in the trees, as it's almost winter. They should start migrating about this time. The wind rustles the leaves and branches, making the park tranquil. I managed to close my eyes, just listening to the noises that surround me for a few seconds. Now time to eat my snacks!

August 4th, 10:27 A.M.

Okay, I'm not trying to be mean or criticize anyone, but that pretzel had way more salt than it usually does. It was like putting extra salt on a saltine cracker... Ugh. If I eat anymore salt today, I'm going to have a stroke. Where did my water bottle go? I need to flush my mouth... Oh! It's in the pocket of my coat, haha. What to do now? Hmm...

August 4th, 10:28 A.M.

...

The train was about to pass, and there he was. Maxwell, my therapist. On the tracks as the train was only about a minute away, coming at 65 miles per hour. I had no idea what was going on. I call out to him hesitantly.

"Maxwell?"

He didn't respond. Giving me a small glance before continuing whatever he was doing.

"Maxwell!"

This time, he stared down at me. His grey eyes expressing sadness, tears forming. They looked at me with some hollow look, something I've never seen before. His face almost peaceful...

I was just frozen there, until my legs started moving on their own, trying to climb up the steep hill. My legs burn, trying to latch onto whatever I can use to lift myself up, from rocks to the small patches of dirt. The horn of the train feels deafening as I called out to him, almost drowning out my voice.

I see him mouth "I'm sorry", making me pause for just a moment. At this point I've gotten nowhere up the hill, just tored grass from wherever I scrabbled.

"Please don't do this..."

"I... Can't anymore, Aaylin... it's— it's just... I'm sorry for failing you... For... Being so naive and weak. I hope you can move on from everything... I love you."

I try reaching out from the side of the hill, way below the rails, but I witnessed something horrible... then and there.

August 4th, 10:30 A.M.

The force of the train crashes into him, Blood spewing everywhere. His body going under the train at the sheer impact. He is thrown a couple feet away from where the carnage happened. Some of his remains are rolling down the hill. There's blood on the track, yet I can't help but take a peek at the body just several feet to my left. His head has split open, the glasses are broken besides him, frames cracked. His body has been mangled, and I believe his right leg has an open fracture. His face is lifeless, eyes slightly open, as well as his mouth. I can already sense the iron-like stench from the blood, running to my nose.

August 4th, 10:33 A.M.

Tears run down my face, and I hear a siren slowly getting louder, yet I can't process all that's happening, my breathing rapid and uneven. I feel someone trying to soothe me, putting a blanket over me, but I try running over towards Maxwell as they put over a sheet of plastic over his body, and put him on a stretcher. Apparently it's Vex, out of everyone, trying to pull me back, trying to stop me, hugging me. Something she usually never does unless it's something as traumatic as this. Blippy is sobbing, Bleppy is very quiet. And right now, we all need this time together. The therapist I loved, now dead because of the suicidal intentions he managed to keep hidden from the world.

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Part 2: Section 3

(Omg two sections in one day :0 @oliveoil5 this is insane! Actually, we planned it)

Meanwhile, Vex and her henchmen, Blippy and Bleppy, were conspiring against Aaylin and Maxwell, as they are both vulnerable.

“My, oh my, look who just had another breakdown.”

She giggles.

“That ‘trustworthy’ therapist, finally shattering his client’s heart. Lovely, isn’t it?”

Bleppy let out a hearty laugh. Blippy’s was a fit of nervous laughter.

“Yeah… I guess”

Bleppy rolled his eyes at Blippy. “Come on, don’t be such a wuss, Blip. It’s entertaining”

“I’m not a wuss!”

“Your fidgeting says otherwise, wimp”

Blippy stayed silent after that, while Bleppy smirked.

Vex narrowed her eyes at them, and they both immediately snapped to attention.

“Stop that pipsqueaking this instant! Let's get to planning.”

They all devilishly grinned, but Blippy’s was a bit more forced then the rest…

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Fresh Out The Box

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Today’s KAITO module of the day is:

He is My Superstar by pluyuyu!

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Blippi Net worth |2022| Career | Biography

Blippi Net worth

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Blippy was a social media sharing site operated from Palo Alto, California by a company of the same name, for users to post and follow each other's updates about their purchases of goods and services. It was described as the "Twitter of personal finance",[1] and was often compared with Twitter[2] because it was based on that company's open sharing model. One purpose of the site was to facilitate discussion and comparison shopping among people who are connected with each other online.[3] As of July, 2010, the company primarily focused on social sharing of product and service reviews. The Blippy service was shut down as of May 2011.[4]

On April 23, 2010, social media guide Mashable revealed that Blippy had allowed Google to index detailed transaction information, thus resulting in four users' full credit card numbers being exposed to the public.[6] A blog post from the official Blippy blog claimed the incident was "a lot less bad than it looks" and apologized for their mistake of putting credit card information in a hidden div tag during the beta test period of the website.[7][8]