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Unusualogist Stanford Pines
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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I should've assumed so. That's only logical, after all. I've only attended raves for the motivation of scientific results.
I feel like a home design expert every time I redecorate this room. Except everything is throwing me off at the same time.
Have you tried wearing a parachute or a jet-pack? Ha-ha!
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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No reason. Nevermind. Discard the suggestion.
Can’t you just home school me??
@daughter-of-the-author
Although I certainly could, that would entirely take the thrill out of laughing at your teachers' attempts to correct grammatical rules that they don't even realize are fully mandated and responsibly used.
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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It certainly is!
I got a tattoo of Bill on one of my forearms so I came flip him off occasionally or mock him by saying stuff like "how's therapy going?" and even showing him his fears but now I'm wondering what you would do to mess with Bill since he's powerless now
One of the many great things about having six fingers is that I carry the ability to dedicate four middle fingers towards someone at a time.
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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Get hit with random incorrect quotes (I'm on a rampage)
Fiddleford : Can I have a private talk with you?
Ford: Okay, as long as it’s not about tampons because I just don’t understand them.
Ford: Apparently, it was Rude™ of me to pitch in my two cents on a conversation I happened to overhear, despite agreeing with them.
Ford: On an unrelated note, I am no longer allowed in the ceiling vents.
Ford: I need you to come meet me, and I need you to come alone.
Fiddleford : And I need you to be less vague and weird.
HAHAHA! These are quite amusing. Thank you for sharing.
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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It can be exceedingly difficult to tell! I would recommend staying away from raves until you are absolutely sure.
I feel like a home design expert every time I redecorate this room. Except everything is throwing me off at the same time.
Have you tried wearing a parachute or a jet-pack? Ha-ha!
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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...Yes, that certainly makes more sense, doesn't it?
I feel like a home design expert every time I redecorate this room. Except everything is throwing me off at the same time.
Have you tried wearing a parachute or a jet-pack? Ha-ha!
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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Have you attempted wearing an animal or equivalent, costume-styled mask?
Can’t you just home school me??
@daughter-of-the-author
Although I certainly could, that would entirely take the thrill out of laughing at your teachers' attempts to correct grammatical rules that they don't even realize are fully mandated and responsibly used.
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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That would be a logical route to take. Good luck. I hope you do not encounter any level 3+ ghouls!
I feel like a home design expert every time I redecorate this room. Except everything is throwing me off at the same time.
Have you tried wearing a parachute or a jet-pack? Ha-ha!
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querytheauthor · 5 hours ago
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anotha one.
another 2am fic because why not! its not like i have exams next week!
nah jk i just wanted to write her
(All for) The Love of the Humdrum and Humble
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querytheauthor · 6 hours ago
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"I do have some spare locks and bags if you ever need any," Stanford offered, setting his hands on his sips. "I typically have spares. A scientist must always come prepared—the gnomes of this area are... oddly inclined to steal the locks I have on hand. I'm not entirely sure why, but I've caught word that it's something involving a giant gnome statue."
As he spoke, he noticed the alarm and anticipation that seemed to relentlessly continue and frowned. He knew for one how it felt to have to live in fight-or-flight, and that was only brief. He could only imagine how long Meremoth had been dealing with it. Although, past the empathy, there was curiosity—what was this boy's story?
"I don't mean to be intrusive, but what do you mean when you say you're 'not supposed to exist'?" He questioned. "Was this an accident of some sort? A genetic mutation?" He tilted his head.
Outside the shack, in the thick woods, a figure lurked. He was half-hidden by a tree, which one of his dark clawed hands rested on. The mostly brunette boy had a striking resemblance to Dipper, mostly in the face, but a lot of key features were off. He had yellow slitted eyes, for example. The figure seemed to stare at the shack, worry present in his gaze.
(I tried to sort of draw in the GF style!)
- @the-bitterness-of-death
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When the unusualogist had decided to take a walk in the nearby forest, he certainly hadn't expected an encounter like this.
Stanford was following an imaginary path, as he had been for the past thirty seconds. It was one he'd habitually found himself taking year after year, venture after venture. Each time his foot hit the ground it felt like an instinctual movement; muscle memory that he'd developed on his own. He was focused as he watched his brown boots rise and fall in a familiar, rhythmic pattern—so focused, in fact, that he didn't notice as the tip of his right boot jammed into a large rock, the force of it nearly causing his glasses to fly off his face.
His eyebrows shot up as he let out a cartoonish yelp, and he caught himself before he could fall. He sincerely hoped nobody saw that—that was quite embarrassing. When he lifted his head to fix his crooked glasses, he saw the sight of a mysterious but small figure peeking out from behind the bark of a nearby tree.
He blinked once, twice, scanning the figure's features from about six metres away. Oddly enough, they resembled Dipper—but he was no fool, he could tell something more was off. The yellow eyes, the clawed hands... He was certainly in for an interesting interaction.
"Who are you?" He called out, taking a few steps forward.
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querytheauthor · 6 hours ago
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I feel like a home design expert every time I redecorate this room. Except everything is throwing me off at the same time.
Have you tried wearing a parachute or a jet-pack? Ha-ha!
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querytheauthor · 6 hours ago
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Ford, don't go! You'll get killed and stuck there! The animatronics aren't nice to adults!
I've dealt with my own hand of rude animatronics in my lifetime. That is no trouble. I will simply counter their actions and phrases with passive aggression and I am just realizing as I am typing this that you likely mean they will attack me, in which case I will retaliate by simply pouring water on them and overwhelming their circuits with electricity. Yet another problem solved with science!
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querytheauthor · 6 hours ago
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Which is your worst PhD?
Although Marine Geology was certainly an interesting study, it ultimately paled in comparison to Marine Biology. Additionally, I have yet to put Marine Geology to any use.
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querytheauthor · 6 hours ago
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DO YOU PLAY MONOPOLY. GOOD SIR.
I do not routinely partake in games of Monopoly, but I certainly have done so before. I found it interesting but monotonous, mainly due to the fact that everybody I played against didn't seem to comprehend the rules of the game, resulting in my own continuous victories. Ego-boosting, but boring.
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querytheauthor · 6 hours ago
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Hello? I am testing out this journal. It is said to be responsive, but I am unsure. Please give me a sign of life, or a response of some sort.
@institute-of-oddology-founder
Greetings! This is your prompted sign of life. I am, indeed, alive.
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querytheauthor · 6 hours ago
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Hey Mr Pines! Im Raven. Bill has been talking to me in my mind non stop all week and it’s giving me a headache. Is there any pointers you can give me to make him shut up?
Also a question I had was do you miss any of your friends in the other Multiverses?
If you can get your hands on a copy of the song "The World is Small Ever After for Always" by Inkwell Studios, I would recommend looping that until he leaves. It infuriates him—and, to be entirely honest, it is quite the fun tune. If that doesn't work, you may have to resort to more dire methods. I cannot detail them here.
As for your second question, I'm not entirely sure if I do. It was quite pleasing to speak with the brief acquaintances I made, but I knew that I was going to leave eventually, so I made sure not to get too close to anybody (metaphorically). I do hope their lives are working out alright, or as well as they can in their respective home dimensions.
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querytheauthor · 6 hours ago
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Do you like snakes? I personally find them really cute, especially baby snakes. My favorite is ether the Ball Python or Hognose snakes!
I don't see why I wouldn't. Those are wonderful choices! Personally, I'm quite inclined to choose the Thamnophis saurita as my favorite species.
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