#oh boy!!!!!

[sparring-spirals]

"where are you? i can't see you!" liliana, ma'am, unfortunately that is the point.

[best-fnaf-song-competition]

The people going insane over Mimic by Rockit Gaming are so real though. I looped that song so much after I first listened to it. Same happened with Brought This On Yourself and Render Me Alive, both by Tryhardninja. I’m so normal about FNaF music

OH MAN i have so many thoughts on rockit and even I also looped that one for a bit we are all holding hands <3

ALL of those songs are in this tournament so good luck!!!

[afinalstand]

"Why, hello, there!" A man's voice boomed into Paris's ears, identical to his own. He maintained a smile that (almost literally) stretched from ear to ear, contorting the rest of his yellowed face. He leaned forward, one arm coming from around his back to extend a perfectly functional hand of... marble, perhaps? "Say, what's a handsome fella like yourself doing holed up in a dark, depressing place like this? Hopelessly shoveling out content you think will save anyone, wouldn't you love to get more out of life?" Beneath square glasses shone twitching, bloodshot eyes, one gold, and one a strange shade of lavender. "I'm Rich! And you can, too, if you follow this one weird trick gifted to me by gods, themselves!" -@faces-of-higher-powers

THE FIRST THING PARIS REALISED WAS THE ABSURD NATURE OF THIS MAN'S SKIN.

The second was that he's going to die.

But the latter came with a strange sense of almost calmness- for, of course, by the time he'd pieced together these dots; that what stood in front of him was by far in no way human, that the yell he'd just released for the sake of sheer panic would be neither heard nor heeded, that his desperate attempts to scramble away ( or, at the very least, to hurriedly slam down the old polaroid he'd been inspecting like his life depended on memorising its every detail / like this creature would even care about its contents ) were doomed to not so much fail but never truly help him now, a small section of his brain seemed to have disconnected from the reality altogether and instead was simply inspecting the scene.

Ah, thought this small part of Paris. Today must be a Wednesday. I always knew I'd die on a Wednesday.

❝ Wh- what? ❞ choked the rest of him ( for it seemed the part of his brain no longer with the rest of his being must have handled the more . . . eloquent side of communication.)

❝ What are you- who are you- what- what are you talking about? ❞

It was the first rule of strange inhuman beings that you never looked them dead in the face. And it was the first rule of people who aren't making any sense that you never held any conversations with them.

But he was doomed anyway, right?

It couldn't hurt.

Besides, he'd never...quite seen something so strange, so weird, so...distorted as the being now before him. He'd never seen anything capable of mimicking his own voice so well, or even ( Paris observed, with no small amount of fear and perhaps a choice sprinkling of awe, as now, for the first time in his life, he truly and utterly looked the subject of his terror in its eyes ) the beginnings of his own face.

He decided this was entirely too disconcerting and proceeded to close his eyes as tightly as was physically possible.

[tandytoaster]

-at work and had to call 911 two hours ago for a resident

- an now covering the priority floor, because staff on priority floor went with resident to hospital

- older resident calls for staff. Cannot get up. We are not licensed to lift residents here

- meaning if she cannot get up on her own, I Need To Call 911 Again.

- thankfully. She was able to get up on her own.

- my shift is not even halfway done

[breakingsomething]

just saw a post that gave me an absolutely fantastic idea for the fall!

[chibicrow]

oh. oh boy. OH BOI.........

[dreamadove]

variations of 'rice and lentils with veggies" is my FAVORITE dish to eat and I don't know why.