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Pipe sprung a leak in the bathroom the other day and the cat came and bothered me about it and I can't stop thinking about it. She doesn't know what a towel or a mop is but she knew there was an unauthorised fucking Wet and she trusted my ability to rectify the situation

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“I forget that Pathologic Classic is sometimes funny” Your weed dealer is a talking worm. You can also hand a gun to a talking worm and tell it to kill itself. The town’s postal service is run by mimes. As far as you’ve seen, nobody speaks to each other. If you start the game choosing even a slightly less typical MC, everyone will gatekeep common knowledge from you including your own character. A little girl invites a fugitive serial killer to nap in her bed so she can convert him to her political party. Each store has about five doors and only one will take you to the store while the other four take you to a haunted house in which you get jumped by a cough cloud. A disembodied voice announcing the death toll at midnight will urge you to drop everything and go watch a play. Your colleague will address a letter of suicide to you then take it back to say he’ll be content so long as he can protect the madman who runs the theater. He can’t stand the madman who runs the theater. The fandom’s golden child eats people on the street. You climb to the bottom of a well to chat with the rat who told the governor’s wife that you killed your daddy before you even made it to Town. The collapsing economy is kept afloat by toddlers being the most reliable pharmaceutical salespeople and arms dealers—besides a guy who does a gay little dance then charges you a million rubles for a pistol. You pay using the money a liberal capitalist bribed you with to Not Talk About The Rat. A military commander talks himself into worshiping a homeless teenager who was disowned because the snitching rat also called her a disease and her parents believed it. Andrey (29M) grows so invested in discourse with her (16F) before any of this that he (29M) cusses her (16F) out for a week. “Go, onion!” This is consistent and deliberate.

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Brb gonna make out with my ac unit sloppy style

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I've been thinking a lot about how Martin mantled Akatosh, the eldest of the gods, the one who literally brings life to the planet through sunlight and growth to everything on it through time, who is the source of empires and control, whose existence brought the concept of law into the world. And he did it in a single moment of desperate necessity, giving up everything and leaving the mortal realm forever for just a few seconds with the power needed to save it.

And then I think about how the Hero of Kvatch mantled Sheogorath, the (arguably) youngest of the gods, the one who was inadvertently created by the others and fills in all the spaces between them, who makes life worth living through music and color, who allows and enables the mortal mind to expand past the limits placed upon it by all the others, the only one who believes in free will and is willing to destroy anything to preserve it. And how they had chance after chance to turn back, to give up, but set their feet and held their ground and took the reins of eternity to protect a world that wasn't even theirs.

I think about how Akatosh is a reflection of Anu on the surface of Nirn, and Sheogorath is the Sithis-shaped hole in the world, and I wonder if that's why it turned out like this. If the world was meant to end in the Oblivion Crisis, and the two of them together re-anchored the pillars that support reality by mantling the two mortal-compatible aspects thereof. I wonder if they saved the world in ways they didn't even understand at the time.

I wonder if they know that they're still working together, even now, even if they'll never see each other again. I wonder if they know they're still halves of a whole, a Chosen Two who will never be remembered for what they actually did, only for what they left behind. Martin will only ever be a name he didn't know was his own, Septim, and The Hero will never be anything but their first harrowing battle, Kvatch, losing their own name forever by becoming Sheogorath.

I think about it, and I wonder. I hope they know. It seems the least of what they both deserve.

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something fantastic about the opening of oblivion where the emperor asserts the hok's position within a prophecy and we assume its for us. we're the main character, of course, why wouldnt we be this legendary figure like the nerevarine was

and then jauffre immediately informs us upon meeting him that the emperor's son was hidden away at the moment of his birth. the implication that maybe two or three decades ago the emperor knew of the prophecy and acted decades ahead to ensure it's fulfilment through martin. and then you travel to kvatch, and its destroyed because of martin, who is the last of the dynasty, who dagon has been hunting all along. not you, but him, and then you realise that martin has always been the prophesied one, the legendary figure touched by the gods - and you were just the Guy in the cell afterall

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If I had a nickel for every time I developed a crush on a man who used to be a Daedric Prince cultist then turned into a priest for one of the Nine Divines, I’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it’s happened twice.

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Can we go back to the start of how it happened to poor sebastian???

I was on the phone with my friends and we somehow came up with the horrendous idea of sebastian being in the loss comic

I then proceeded to spend 5 hours on it while cackling on call bc i hadn't touched digital art in like 2 years

Enjoy :>

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for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits

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I have this lovely movie idea in my head its called Horseferatu. Pretty much it's just nosferatu but horses. Neigh.

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Ship dynamics are always like Sunshine and Sunshine protector~ Cinnamon roll and their grumpy one 🤗 Well what about 2 cunts. They're both cunts and that's the dynamic. cunt4cunt.