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Sammie blinked slightly, confusion swimming in their gaze as they realized exactly where they were. The Black and White. Wilbur had described it to him before... it felt so much stranger than his description.
Last she remembered, she was sleeping, taking a quick nap on the couch. But then again, the void worked in mysterious ways. Maybe this was a dream? Maybe it was real? Who knows.
The other figure was what drew his attention more than anything.
"O-oh!" They startled slightly, stepping back. "You're... one of them, aren't you? Like... like the one that he worships."
"He doesn't talk about you all much. I think he wants to protect me. But I can handle myself."
"I'm Sammie Bolden. What's your name?"
@channel-9-weather-report (Sammie Bolden, any pronouns)
Tinky hadn't been expecting any visitors. Then again, it wasn't often that they got any. So when he felt a shift in the Black and White, he was instantly intrigued.
He appeared in front of Sammie, his face resembling a goat's, with half its face melting off.
"Ohoh! Aren't you tiny!"
He loomed over her, blue eyes scanning every part.
"Sammie, hmmm?" He stepped back, form shifting to one more human like. "Why, I'm T'noy Keraxis! The Bastard of Time and Space! Or, you can just call me, Tinky."
He grinned, holding out a clawed hand, looking at them expectantly.
Hello, Internets. Stephanie Lauter offered her phone so I took her phone. I have discovered the Tumbler and I will interact with my followers. I will not give you any favours, I do not make offers over the Internets because I can not be summoned. Please do not tell Wiggly I have made this account because he will be unhappy with me for taking the phone. Good bye, Internets.
Song · 2018 · Duration 3:05
Dude I’m having crazy time bastard visions to this song
It's been some time, hasn't it, brother?
Long time no see.
[ @webby-on-the-web ]
HAH I see what you did there!
What do you want?
"Oh no, I have something in common with Ted Spankoffski!" I say upon learning I'm a chai enjoyer. As if I don't have a job in a technical field and history with an asshole goat and a weird relationship with time. Among other things.
its like describing a goat to someone who's never seen one and then asking them to draw it
I am never not thinking about how the homeless man is the only version of Ted that is truly suffering the consequences of his own actions because he's the only one that is aware of what really happened to Jenny. Regular Ted is probably an asshole to homeless man Ted who's pretty much confronted with how much of a dick he was to everyone around him and seeing himself from an outside perspective, being on the receiving end of his own shittiness, is part of his punishment.