#skydewdreamer

[skydewdreamer]

CALLOUT POST FOR @lav3nder-bees THEY ARE OPPOSED TO THE SKELETONS OF THE SKELETON WAR.

[skydewdreamer]

*Coughs in a DM voice.*

You see a battlefield of craters, smoke, gnarled terrain. Trench lines, and a singular flag in a trench opposite from where you sit.

“You, yes you. Place down three cards, from the left deck, the cards are going to be a low power oc, medium oc, and your most useless oc. From the right deck, you will draw a defensive item, offensive item, and then a defensive structure. Place them in your trench, then roll a dice. You gotta cross the battlefield through dice rolls and rp.” *They say blushing and handing you a dice.*

“If your a Twitter user you only get one of each cards. But still will be fair, you have to get past me to prove your Tumblr loyalty away from the MuskRat.” *They say glaring off into the middle distance at an exploding ship.*

[skydewdreamer]

On January 18 the Nautilus lay in longitude 105 degrees and latitude 15 degrees south. The weather was threatening, the sea rough and billowy. The wind was blowing a strong gust from the east. The barometer, which had been falling for some days, forecast an approaching struggle of the elements.

I had climbed onto the platform just as the chief officer was taking his readings of hour angles. Out of habit I waited for him to pronounce his daily phrase. But that day it was replaced by a different phrase, just as incomprehensible. Almost at once I saw Captain Nemo appear, lift his spyglass, and inspect the horizon.

[skydewdreamer]

*Holding my chest. With an arrow sticking out of it.*

APOLLO YOU BITCH I THOUGHT IT WAS A DODGEBALL

[skydewdreamer]

What's up Dweebs? *The person said very much one of the dweebs. The pocket protector covering up their mole hills on their chest filled with mechanical pencils.* I do arts and stuff for Acer journalism. A mop bloggy thingy.

I made this to use as a pfp. GAZE UPON IT AND WEEP. \/ \/ \/