#insansity

[call-me-mr-j-blog1]

Joker's Barrel Of Laughs #7

A sadist, necrophiliac, pyromaniac, zoophiliac, and a masochist were sitting in a jail cell together. The zoophiliac says, "I want to have sex with a cat." The sadist says, "I want to torture a cat then have sex with it." The pyromaniac says, "I wanna torture the cat, set it on fire, then have sex with it." The necrophiliac says, "Well I want to torture the cat, set it on fire, have sex with it, then kill it and have sex with it again." Finally, the masochist says, "Meow."

[marshmellowcrow]

{ Oops }

@insansity

A tiny yelp sounded from about a foot above Andra, before a small weight colided with her chest. It was hard, spikey, and swearing up a storm before it disappeared, reappearing on the nearest surface not occupied by big-- bIG-- human.

“motherfucking giltch-ass bullshit regional shift physics timeline-inverting crap--!”

That. That is a sans who is maybe five inches tall, and looks like somebody mashed about four different timelines into one body.

[storyandcookieshunter]

A Favour

“Um... Red... how many times have I told you... to keep a little distance while we’re in public? Please?”

He replied very close to my ear, “We can’t help it, right? Since we must share one umbrella.” The albino guy tightened his arm around my body instead, his hand hadn’t ceased to caress my side. “I thought you actually like it, dear? You have an extra umbrella with you, but you won’t open it anyway.”

“Well, I have a reason...” I muttered a reply to him, tightened my grip on the umbrella on hand. I haven’t told him about this plan I had in mind, of course. This extra umbrella was supposed to be for someone else... it wasn’t a male, so Red most probably wouldn’t be jealous. But still...

We walked the street in a very slow pace. Despite Red had always holding me like this whenever we were going out, I still hadn’t gotten used to it. At last we reached an intersection and finally I saw her. The traffic light had showed that it was now pedestrians’ turn to cross the road, but I could see a woman just stood there, by the road’s side, eyeing her surrounding as if she were lost.

I slowed down and reached for the umbrella I had beed keeping. Then, under Red’s curious stare, I approached the woman. With my hand offering the umbrella, I called out to her, “You are Andra, right?”

@insansity

[altergaster]

[Look at this amazing art! Thank you so much!] @insansity

[spiritphcne]

insansity replied to your post “well now that uh. uh. how many of you are monsters.”

-Um...half monster?

hey, didn’t intend to forget about this. how’s being half monster work? if uh. i can ask that.

[ever-observant-blog]

insansity

“Oh is someone there?” Wings asked peering out of a aisle, he could have sworn he heard something.

[thehorrorinnkeeper-blog]

@insansity

Where was this, exactly?

One minute she’d been cleaning the rooms upstairs and the next.. she’d taken a tumble down the stairs. Of course she’d braced herself for landing - but instead of hitting the bottom of the staircase she’d felt a wave of nausea and landed (though still rather hard on her knees) in someone’s living room.

Her nose twitched a mile a minute, ears straight up and turning this way and that in attempts to get her bearings to no avail. This was somewhere new. She was still clutching her raggedy feather duster to her chest.

“... Ah-” she uttered, the sounding coming out more like a squeak than anything else. 

[spaghettiappletater]

insansity liked your post “* their sake. sorry. * anyway. to the rest of you. would it be weird...”

* does this mean you feel the distance? that kid. i pulled a big ol’ yikes seeing what trying to be something you’re not did to you. i feel awful that the walls went up. except i don’t really feel awful. i don’t feel much of anything about it.

* i am sorry though. let’s try to fix it.