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[moonrpg]

lifestyle of the cat enthusiast

[kiera--b]

What's your opinion on Hide with freckles?

yes!! yes!!

bonus:

[bugtoast]

This post that I replied to gave me brain worms, so here's some mythology brain vomit i'm coming up with on the fly! why? neurodivergency

1) What caused Tumblr to become cursed

I think the reason why Tumblr was cursed by Yahoo in the first place was because, the curse was meant to be a punishment for their greed and immaturity.

Tumblr, years ago, was known for promising grand adventures and events to whoever would listen, taking donations from those who supported their ambitions. Little did these listeners know, that Tumblr was lying, they'd take the gold they were given and would run off with not another care in the world.

Tumblr, before being cursed, was much meaner. much more vulgar. much more like Twitter was before Twitter was sold into servitude. But, when their patron goddess, Yahoo, caught wind of Tumblr's antics, she stripped them of their ability to tell stories the same way they used to as a punishment for their negligence and greed.

and, as we know, tumblr learnt from their mistake and bettered themself.

2) Other possible mythological figures

Steam, A widely renowned inventor and tinkerer

Valve, once a mortal themself turned god, he used to be a tinkerer just like Steam was. it's very rare that this god makes anything anymore... Whenever Valve visits morals, they tend to take the form of a man who people call "Gaben" (if they were to have symbolism in numbers? their number would be 3 for the funnies-- also yes I really just wanted to make a gaben joke)

Pinterest, a godless traveler who steals quite a bit-- but don't let her thievery fool you, she's willing to share whatever stolen goods she's taken, and is very tidy and motherly.

Twitch, a traveling Jester who never seems to have a consistent act. One thing is for certain, though. They love to give whatever riches they make to their patron god, Amazon

Amazon, a god known for his seemingly endless riches. whenever he visits the world of the mortals, he's a traveling salesman who has anything your heart desires. They, unfortunately, are not the kindest god out there...

Facebook, a god taken the form of an elderly mortal. nothin much to it, really.

Instagram, a maiden known for her intense beauty... but, its rumored amongst townsfolk that she's made a deal with the gods to make her even more beautiful

i'm running out of ideas so...

3) Here's the other mythological figures im imagining:

Snapchat

Tiktok

Vine

Reddit

Discord

4chan (<- stinky)

Google

Deviantart

Youtube

probably forgot some-- anyways, just in case this becomes a thing kinda like the sexyman descendants thing did...

4) Suggestions for if this becomes a tumblr-wide phenomenon (not saying it will, i'm just putting this here just incase)

Creepypasta characters, prominent fandom characters and other internet folklore creatures (and i don't mean creatures that are popular on the internet, I mean creatures made by the internet, like slenderman. no real folklore creatures.) are basically this things cryptids and animals (like a phoenix or a centaur)

all of the stories are allegories for internet events (like vine shutting down, Tumblr when Destiel became canon, the sexyman showdown, etc. nothing like youtuber drama)

we should call it something funny and/or really stupid, like "tumbology" or something-- though if we do want something more serious: Interology (internet mythology)

[pillowspace]

btw you said that when the siffrins are talking to each other neither can be heard...... but what about that scene where odile gets suspicious?

It's noooot that they can't be heard, but that no one will register or pay any attention to the voices and that no one will be able to tell what they're saying, like how I'll sometimes hear people quietly talk and I'll zone out until I forget that it's even happening. The voices never went away just because I stopped noticing what they're saying.

The reason Odile gets suspicious is because the voices get so loud yelling at each other that it's about to give her a headache, thus making a direct impact on herself, which is easier to latch onto. Now she has reason to focus, and realize how odd it is that she can't. She still can't make out what they're even saying, she can only tell that the shape of the voice is aggressive.

[crochetpiece]

Finished that doily because my internet has been out for four whole hours. Needs to be blocked but i do not have the stuff to block it with so it'll remain like this for now

Pattern

[p-strahm]

hey dude!!

-🪐

Ah, Saturn, hello, nice to see you. You doing okay?

[toxic-ray]

2021

scene cat?

[wormcanines]

bizzaro nya and lloyd somehow happen and b! nya looks like just nya but with sunglasses and an undercut. and. b!lloyd is extra fucked up. because he has black hair and eyeliner. when lloyd meets his bizzaro version he lunges at him full speed

[thatonesongyouretryingtoremember]

I'm so glad y'all are finally acknowledging the Upside-Dussy I was worried I'd have to say something😳

[neversatisfiedwithlife]

IZZIE TAYLOR?!

YES!!! WE HAVE A LAST NAMEEE WOOT WOOT

I dont mind it, like the name fits together. Izzie taylor.

[acmeofficial]

Does anyone have any crazy job stories? I want all the tea please!

Thanks

HELLO, Chase Devineaux here. Did I ever tell you about the time when I had to wrangle a den of mongeese for a mission? Mongooses? Mongi? Yes or no, you will hear the story now!

There I was in Malawi, tracking down a gang of poachers who were on the run from the law (myself!) after an attempt at murdering a protected black rhinoceros in Tanzania. They had run fast and far, but it was not enough to lose ME, Chasser, the one who chases!

I had stumbled across their den after a week of tracking. But, mon dieu, they had anticipated me, and were intent on doing the same to me as they had planned to do to the rhinoceros! Out of their camp came a pack- a bushel- a swarm- what do you call a bunch of snakes? It is not often I encounter as many as I did. Cobras of all kinds! No doubt the poachers intended to sell them to the black market pet trade, or perhaps to the sick salauds who wished to use their scales for shoes and bags.

The most striking (hah!) snake of all led the pack (knot? bed? den? nest? pit? I shall stick with knot, it is the most vivid) towards me: a king cobra, magnificently long and glittering in the sunlight. In a normal circumstance, I may have loved to admire its coils from a safe distance, or perhaps from behind some glass! But the snake was angry- clearly mistreated by its captors, and moving in a way that told me it was ill. Drugged, perhaps, by the thugs? Its aggression was terrible, and as it advanced on me my foot snagged in a hole. I fell, and knew I was done!

But what to my wondering eyes did appear from the hole I had so carelessly stepped in? A little creature, the likes of which I had never seen! It glared at me with a fierce triangle face, the ears of a bear, body of a weasel and fur like a cat! I reached back in my mind for his name, and as three more faces emerged to glare, I remembered- body like a thousand creatures, but name sharing with one: the mongoose!

And, I remembered, there was one thing about this creature that made it a king beyond even the advancing cobra. Immunity to its poisons!

(Julia has looked over my shoulder and told me snakes do not have poison. They have venom. My mistake.)

"Aide-moi, mangouste, attaque!"

I was glad the creature appeared to understand French, for they turned and caught sight of the advancing knot (no, I don't like knot...the coming snakes? Eugh, worse!). Without a moment's hesitation, and though the snakes were larger in number and size, the mongeese/gooses/i attacked!!!

In a flurry of dust, it was done. The other snakes split and disappeared into the grass around us as the (wait, I am looking it up) mob of mongooses took down the king cobra. It was impressive and devestating! The creatures were unaffected by the king's venom and took it down, unique and ferocious, and saved my life! With a nip to my foot, they were gone as quickly as they had come.

I was asked recently: if I were an animal, what animal would I be? My coworkers guessed I would say wolf, bear, eagle. I said mongoose. They are small but mighty- able to take down enemies ten times their size, recover from blows on the turn of a heel, and then disappear again! That is my dream when fighting injustice in the world. I know that, like the noble mongoose, I can stomach hits from the great evils of the world and come back fighting!!

And the poachers? Aha, like the noble mongeeses I too was not alone that night. As they became distracted by the tussle outside, my team raided their camp and arrested the entire group! Wham! Their stash of illegal animals have been released or rehabilitated, and now the evil poachers sit in prison, never able to hurt another living thing again!

Crazy enough job story for you? Hah! It is not even the craziest I have. But, it is my favorite.

-Agent Devineaux

[imtoohotmilk]

YOOOOOO WHGAAT

[gotyouanyway]

i’m really enjoying love and war i’m only on like chapter 2 but paul cornell’s writing is such a treat

[jingledbells]

does anyone know any fun sites I can use to distract myself I kind of got traumatized earlier today and I don’t wanna think about

[springlock-suits]

@fnafmybeloved

I downloaded a video editor for this. Alas I couldn't find any sounds that exactly matched my vision but oh well :]

[maranull]

I have terminal "gotta hold the mini" disease, so a lot of sitting-Frost's time is actually spend just being held.

Not even close the the time mini-Meli is on my hand, but still more than most figurines, I think.

I am very normal about my minis, what are you even talking about.