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the skeleton got his ass

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Imagine you work at a casino, it’s not a typical one, you can only play poker and the rules have become so mangled it’s basically an entirely new game but people visit regardless. One day, while you’re still working your shift, a man comes in wearing a suit, it’s purple on the outside and decorated with images of galaxies on the inside, one his left a small sheep with black wool dyed to look like it has sprinkles and on his right is a person who declares themself Anonymous Jolteon (you don’t know what a Jolteon is, it must be some sort of forgotten deity based on how they're dressed) the crowd of what must’ve been over one thousand people declare them a prophet.

You start playing and… he knows everything. The prophet whispers in his ear and everything happens just as they say. The crowd calls it dark magic as a joke but you're inclined to believe it. Eventually the prophet stops whispering to him after another pack of tarot cards are bought (I told you this casino was odd) and goes to stand in the crowd. You breathe a sigh of relief, the less that prophet speaks the better, oh how you would be punished for your foolishness. The game continues and He. Keeps. Flushing. Every single hand he plays is a flush of spades and the chips keep rising. 100,000 is cleared with ease. 200,000 is where it would've been over but he demands to keep going. 300,000. You keep trying to set him challenges that should've at least posed some difficulty but he clears them with no issue. 400,000. 600,000. e16. You stare in horror at the man as he surpasses e29 and he barely celebrates it. The prophet speaks again to give one small piece of advice and goes silent again. The man reaches e38 and still demands to go further. He starts chanting, something about turning left cards into right cards, but you aren't listening, you're staring, at the crowd, at the man, at the prophet. You begin to wonder if you've been trapped in some sort of purgatory, being punished for whatever crimes you may have committed in life. The prophet tells him to turn paper into glass, just to see how high they could reach. Again, he starts converting left cards into right cards. Converting left cards into right cards. Converting left cards into right cards. Converting left cards into right cards. Converting left cards into right cards until his entire deck is glass. A tarot card gives him a polychrome card and the prophet exclaims that not even they could do that and that the man has received all the help from them they could give. The crowd jokes that the gods would tremble before him. You would believe it. e49. He didn't even play the polychrome yet. If a glass breaks he simply makes a new one without a care in the world. He plays a full polychrome glass deck and... e58. More than the amount of atoms on earth. He gets offered a card and the prophet speaks up one last time to announce that, should he take it, the man has a definite chance of losing at some point. That was the greatest new you ever heard in your life. The man takes it and the next hand is e73. Then e74. Then e87 and the crowd cheers, that is more than the atoms in the observable universe.

He keeps going.

e88. e89. The man understands that the end is in sight and you feel like you can see a light at the end if the tunnel. e95. You're so close. You set it to e98 and the man smiles knowingly at you and just for a second he feels a little more human. He accepts that his next hand is his last and plays his cards. e96. You're free. You laugh. In spite of everything you laugh. With tears in your eyes you laugh! The crowd, the prophet, the man and the sheep all leave.

You vow to never return.

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if i said thirteen treats yaz similarly to how ten treats martha i would be cancelled into oblivion but i would have been right.

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I'm throwing this wip in here because I'm way too excited and RT can't know about it until its done shhhhhhhhhhhh

also the "makes his own rules" bit is from a Harry Styles cover I used as reference sorry

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april 27th is the most important day of the year. to me

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Sway art variant.

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Based on the poem “The orange” by wendy cope :)

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Goodbye, Father Nature

recently watched rtgame's last minecraft lets play and i wanted to commemorate the whole experience by making something and this was what came out. i highly recommend watching the entire series because there are some insane and incredibly entertaining events that i could not properly encapsulate here!!!

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doctor who series 1 episode 1 rose where she goes to fake google and types in "doctor" and is surprised that the results are all for actual medical doctors was truly classic 2005 television

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I dont know if im going to get this piece done for your bday Rose but

HAPPY BDAY BABY GIRL!!!!!!!!

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Hes so cool :))

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i have finished cooking and I bring thee a meal :3c

been loving rt's minecraft playthrough and decided magistrex needed a cool look too :D

I found an animal called Texas Blind Salamander who live in caves and figured that fit him, as well as sculk (because he just yearns for the deep dark fr) (basic ref below)

I love how it all turned out, the pose, the facial expressions, the shading, etc

I just realized I never posted my new rt ref here so,,,, I'll just slide that down here-

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assortment of rly messy dw doodles (mainly eleven’s era)

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That's literally him

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In the latest DWM, Ncuti Gatwa called David Tennant his ‘guiding therapist father figure’

I’m not crying you are

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It's not gambling when you can see the future.

Dan: I don't have a gambling addiction

Also Dan: *wins more chips then there are atoms in the known universe*