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sometimes placeholder dialogue is funnier than anything i can come up with

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Loudclan - Moon 24

Kingpaw is honored for his valiance while fighting the eagle last moon, earning the name Kingfur. His sisters are reasonably jealous.

After a conversation with Siltsplash Chickadeeblur has realised that they no longer identify as a tom.

While assessing Cavekit for his apprenticeship, the healers discover that he was born with a twisted leg.

Regardless, Cavepaw is apprenticed to Siltsplash.

[Another apprentice! Because apparently Silt does not know the meaning of "taking a break". Wanted to take this calmer moon to practice some simple shading and backgrounds before we get into the events of the next year.]

First Moon

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moon 19

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The thing about Grunkle Stan is you can't have him run just a boring or ordinary scam. He's gotta get a little creative with it. Stan's not just a con, he's a con artist. He's-

[Behind me as I talk, the audience sees Stan accidentally drop some shelled peanuts he was eating in a glass of water on a table. He hastily grabs a marker and uses it to label the cup "pee-water". He is charging $500 for it. As I continue my impassioned speech on his artistic merits he scribbles out "pee-water" and relabels it "nut-water". He has increased the price to $1500 by squeezing a 1 in there.]

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tysm to everypony being lovely in my ask box yall are the best

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consider, if you were faking it for attention, you wouldn't assume you were faking it. You can't accidentally fake something like that, you need intent. What good would telling people you think you were faking it do if you really were faking it?

how dare you people approach me with reasoned and logical arguments. ur gonna make me feel secure and reassured in myself. smh

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same anon - very glad that helped. Trust me, I understand how it feels to worry you're faking it or making it up. But again the experience was REAL, and you aren't doing anything wrong by talking about your experience. It doesn't matter any less than other people's. It can't really delegitimize people's experiences if it actually happened to you. Its really hard, but you can't listen to people who will believe you faked it. They did not go through what you went through. I really hope you get help you need because that is such a terrifying thing to go through. Really wishing you the best

genuinely anon thank you so much. i was lucky enough to have the break around friends who reassured me and took me home and my family really cares about me so ive got a good support system. im definitely in a better space and im kind of laughing at it in hindsight but like at the time it was the weirdest feeling ive ever had

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like i want to tell people about it but also. it legitimately sounds like i was faking it for attention and i dont wanna like. delegitimise anyones genuine experiences

I've had breakdowns before that seemed extremely stupid afterwards, but if it's anything, when you were going through that break it was extremely real. It still affected you and probably will continue to, and even if it seemed dumb in the aftermath i don't think it diminishes how awful it must have been to go through. I don't know how much you need the reassurance but I'm just saying I hope you know that. Hope youre recovering okay and that youre doing even just a bit better ❤️ much love

thanks so much,, , that actually means so much more than u know. seriously. im actually really worried i faked it and am appropriating other peoples mental illness to seem cool. :| cause i’ve literally never had a break like that before. it was insane and unlike anything ive ever experienced.

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I've had breakdowns before that seemed extremely stupid afterwards, but if it's anything, when you were going through that break it was extremely real. It still affected you and probably will continue to, and even if it seemed dumb in the aftermath i don't think it diminishes how awful it must have been to go through. I don't know how much you need the reassurance but I'm just saying I hope you know that. Hope youre recovering okay and that youre doing even just a bit better ❤️ much love

thanks so much,, , that actually means so much more than u know. seriously. im actually really worried i faked it and am appropriating other peoples mental illness to seem cool. :| cause i’ve literally never had a break like that before. it was insane and unlike anything ive ever experienced.

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u ever have a psychotic episode so ridiculous you immediately go: okay well i was making that up for attention

constarn it i gotta get back into roleplaying. had a uh. very strange psychotic break a couple nights ago that ive been too embarrassed to tell almost anyone about what my brain thought was happening so Theres That

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Hey man it’s quite alright, hugging you

ur the best gulfie

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constarn it i gotta get back into roleplaying. had a uh. very strange psychotic break a couple nights ago that ive been too embarrassed to tell almost anyone about what my brain thought was happening so Theres That

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Pst Charlie idk if you're active or wanna rp at this time but there's some Stuff going down in Antics rn that I think would be really cool for Magpie to see

arghhhh sorry i didnt get to it :(( the report into my uncles death came in and ive been Dealing With That haha

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jesus. i feel like im gonna have a panic attack simply from looking at my 30 discord notifications. i am a normal functional human being

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Please, don’t let our fathers be crushed in death lines. Don’t let us grow up among the ruins of life. 🙏❤️‍🩹

I’m Zeina, and today I turn twelve years old. I was supposed to celebrate like I used to in past years…

My 12th Birthday… No Cake, No Gifts, No Laughter

My dad would always prepare little surprises for me—delicious cake, a gift, maybe a new toy.I was the spoiled child of the house, and my joy meant the world to my family.

But this year is different.

This year, there’s No celebration. No cake, No gift, not even a candle to blow out. This year, there is war… famine… and fear that steals sleep from our eyes. I’m not crying over a cake or a toy—I'm crying over something much more important… "My father".

The man who always held me tightly is now at risk just by stepping outside to get us food. We fear he won’t return—only a body wrapped in a shroud.

We will not allow him to walk into death traps. We love him, and we want him to stay alive. We simply cannot bear to lose more.

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ugh i cant figure out how to end this fic. im like 30 words away. maybe i should take a break

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realising u havent followed someone who u constantly see in your notifs and are like “ah yes!! nice to see that person again” is insane. sorry ive been ignoring u guys