So uh uh, I got uh, more art
It feels unbelievablely awkward posting so like if anyone sees this and like wants to you should like ask me to draw certain sanses and then I'll do that and yeah, maybe colored maybe lineaart idk so uh yeah
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So uh uh, I got uh, more art
It feels unbelievablely awkward posting so like if anyone sees this and like wants to you should like ask me to draw certain sanses and then I'll do that and yeah, maybe colored maybe lineaart idk so uh yeah
Bro I just had a dream about a few of the FreshGrease kids-
I can't tell if it was HotRod or Skillet as it's currently blurry but I think it was HotRod
I think I was supposed to be Jellybean
It started off as getting on the bus to get to school, and I honestly can't remember much about what happened in school other than what happened in the morning, HotRod gave me a Frappuccino and gave me another one to give to Retro and Disco, so I had to quickly run to their classroom to drop it off so I did, before running to my class, and I guess it was just a normal day in school
Nightmare part vvvv
Today, I dreamed that I beat the living shit out of myself with a baseball bat like literally? There was another me that was trying to protect itself and I just bam bamed it's ass, it was quite joyfu
I don't really remember anything else
Wait, it wasn't just that, I had a crossbar too (the metal, curly thing?? Idc)
I wish everyone with a para or paras that fall/s somewhere on the Lovecraftian Eldritch Being(tm) scale a wondrous day
Ah cryptids my beloveds
why is my dash refreshing everytime i interact with it in any way other than scrolling
i had the strangest dream last night that i was in a really creepy victorian-esque mansion (in the middle of nyc for some reason) helping to set up a haunted house in it and i opened up an old door that led to a well lit impressive staircase and at the bottom of the staircase kermit was standing staring up at me and i got excited bc i love the muppets and so i ran down the staircase and kermit came up to meet me (no one was puppeting him) and i held his little felt hand and he started crying and said “is this it? is this all it takes?” and as i was giving him a hug i heard a loud scream and then i woke up with the distinct feeling that i narrowly avoided getting possessed
I had a dream that I was a camp counselor, and I watched two little 6 year old boys let themselves be left behind during activity time. This wasn't the first time and certainly wouldn't be the last.
Their names were written on their seats. Mike and Will looked at eachother fondly, and Will passed Mike a drawing and told him it was for the story he was writing.
I smiled at their sweet little friendship and went into the storage room where I found another counselor. He wasn't responsive, he was moaning, drooling, he had blood on his face, his eyes look vacant and he tried to bite me. When I looked closer, he looked as if he was beginning to decay. I had flashbacks to zombie movies and still thought there was no way that could be true but the door fell open during our struggle and the way he looked at the boys sent shivers down my spine.
I kicked him and managed to wrap and tie a towel around his mouth, then shoved a table against the door. I quickly grabbed the boys in a panic and told them we have to get everyone in the bus and leave. They looked at eachother and said "Lucas, we haven't seen Lucas all day. What if he's hurt?" and before I turned around to ask where he could be, they had already ran off. My stomach sank when I noticed four other counselors and three of the campers moving similarly to the way the one I had just seen in the supply closet. I kicked the metal trashcans near me for their attention, and led them to chase me into the crafts cabin. Grabbing crayons, paper, and duct tape as I led all of them inside. I took them in a circle and barely escaped. I duct taped the doors shut and put a note up that said 'DO NOT ENTER' on it.
Then I heard screams of the three little boys and ran in their direction, Mike was on the ground and one of the counselors was holding him down and trying to bite him. Lucas was on the counselors back trying to choke him out while Will was beside Mike trying to pry the counselor off of him and kicking the counselor in the face when he couldn't. Lucas fell off of the counselor's back which gave me the opportunity to kick them away from the boys. They were beside me now and I told them not to leave, there are more out there. They said, they know and Lucas explained that if we got blood on us from one of them, we would turn into one of them. He said that's what happened to his counselor that he left in the supply closet of the art cabin. Lucas said he was scared when he saw the change and went to find help, didn't understand what was happening until they saw the counselor we were now running from. I trembled with fear when I saw blood on Will's hands and woke up.