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“Babel” by Cildo Meireles (2001)

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me: i dont like gangnam style

you: yeah me nei-

me: PSY-ch!

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how is it mario day and no one posted the essay

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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

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Happy Valentine’s Day y’all

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spin this list of all of the pokemon. you are now that pokemon.

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Wow more AU stuff! This time it's a space AU baby! Got some nice starry art of Haniel and Misty!

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The Afterlife Of The Party

Marie Sanglante has had a long and tiresome night...

Among the Paris' rich and famous within the club d'Excellence's party walls, the disgraced ballerina takes a moment to vent out her frustrations within a bathroom stall as the melancholy of the night washes over her. She is valued, she is adored, she is despised, yet all she craves is the false companionship, as bitter and flawed as it is.

And once her meltdown is done, once she's had her fill of the tears and the numbness a good cigarette can give her, all she'd have left to do is reset. Reload her last save point and pretend as though not a single thing off-kilter has occurred as she returns to the party. Such has been the way she's done things for ages, such is only natural to imagine her doing.

One can only imagine the trouble such carelessness and apathy for the flow of time and space can have in the way of consequences...

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Hihi, I made this drawing of Marie a good while ago but didn't think to upload it until, well, now. For anyone interested in my gal, Marie is a famous, reality bending ballerina from Paris with the ability to save, pause, and reload files as though she were playing a game, allowing her to seemingly get everything perfect the first try, from saying the perfect thing to get someone on her side, to making her recitals look like pure perfection despite having only performed it that first time. This callus care for others and the world itself in general has resulted in her basically viewing the world as little more than a game of popularity, where someone is always looking to gain something from you, everything always goes the way she shall twist it and everything she does shall be perfect the first time to any outside observer. An empty desire to be seen and heard, despite nothing ever seeming capable to fill that void of loneliness she constantly has.

This will, inevitably, lead to her experiencing certain very specific problems in the SCP au where she will have no choice but to grow as a person, whether she likes it or not. Hope y'all enjoy! I had a lot of fun drawing this and it means a lot to me in general, seeing it turn out this nicely. I hope to use more of Marie soon!

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Made this Otta drawing as a late Christmas AND Birthday present for my dear friend @nightmun! Hope you have a lovely rest of your day, man! Love you lots! I worked very hard on this and I hope you all enjoy!

This was meant to be a little writing piece of one of their other ocs, Elliot, giving Otta a custom snowglobe with little figures inside depicting her and her parents enjoying a lovely Christmas from years and years ago. On top of this, the snowglobe is also a music box, and the tune it plays is "Duérmete Mi Niña", a lullaby her mother would sing to help her fall asleep when she was young.

This would've been the aftermath, with Otta laying within her room and silently watching the snow fall all around them, the soft and gentle melody enveloping her like a warm embrace...

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Not gone nor forgotten

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Gilda’s friends Miyu and Henry. Miyu gets infected with the solver later on and she is being such a champ about it (eating people).

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like what’s up manger

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now yall know what time it is

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wheres seasons greasons