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Robert Gruszecki

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I love that you say this as if you didn’t show me 20 better cameras. I’m learning that you’re a sucker for nostalgia.

Marveling at this beauty that @saturnspatterns has.

Not convenient in the slightest. Does it make me miss Canon GL1’s? Like a bitch, yeah.

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I think a lot of world problems could be solved if we all just chilled out a little. Like, there was no reason for me to be such an angry kid, looking back on it all. Except maybe for the fact that I was pretty angry with the world and everyone in it. So.

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if the world doesnt end in a few years we should all go get burgers together

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your 20s are all about being stuck in the time loop

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go to your local library or perhaps cafe. to get some peason quiet

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I’ve gone consistently for a while. I don’t go every week, but maybe every other week. It’s not all bad. There are definitely some…interesting people, but I’ve gotten over it. It’s kinda nice having people who get it. There’s some odd kinship in shared trauma.

hello. my name is rudy. my therapist said it was good to reach out to other people. i dont like her but i do what she says 'cause i guess she's kind of smart. what's your deal?

@cigarettescarss

hey Rudy. I don’t really know what I’m doing. I’m in the same boat, pretty much. I’m doing all of the “good” things and none of the “bad” things, like going to support groups and eating a salad when I feel bad. I’m dogshit at answering questions, but to put it mildly, I don’t know what my deal is - just living, I guess. Best I can. thanks for asking, I wish I could give you a clear answer.

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Hello Trent! What are your favorite movies? If you have any! :)

- Rosie 🎀

Hey Rosie!

I’ve got a lot. I really enjoyed Blair witch, Lost in Translation, Donnie Darko, The Royal Tenenbaums, and little miss sunshine to name a few. I’m all over the place genre wise. thank you for asking!

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hello. my name is rudy. my therapist said it was good to reach out to other people. i dont like her but i do what she says 'cause i guess she's kind of smart. what's your deal?

@cigarettescarss

hey Rudy. I don’t really know what I’m doing. I’m in the same boat, pretty much. I’m doing all of the “good” things and none of the “bad” things, like going to support groups and eating a salad when I feel bad. I’m dogshit at answering questions, but to put it mildly, I don’t know what my deal is - just living, I guess. Best I can. thanks for asking, I wish I could give you a clear answer.

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⋆˚｡⋆ ⋆˚｡⋆⋆˚｡⋆ ⋆Carrie (1976) dir. Brian De Palma⋆˚｡⋆ ⋆˚｡⋆⋆˚｡⋆

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Giving this thing a try again. I’m seeing a lot of people from group on here, so, worth a shot.

Names Trent. I was on the news a year ago. I don’t really like to talk about it - I think I’ve talked about it enough. But to throw caution to the wind, I’m a jigsaw survivor. Survivor is a strong word. I’m just trying to move forward.

I guess this is to help me be more social. So….talk to me, or whatever.

More about me I guess. I’m 23. My birthdays in October. I’m a guy. Call me whatever you want. Umm. This is hard. Talking about yourself is hard. I had a little brother. I try to keep his memory alive. I like space. And cinematography. And music. I write a lot of stuff.

TRENT’S TRAP

tw ; death, Saw-typical violence and imagery

BACKSTORY

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Trent felt something like rage boiling inside him. He never asked for a younger brother. He never asked to play babysitter, or to deal with the brunt of his parent’s choices. But of course it was his job now.

Toby yelled and whined, sobbing over nothing. Tent’s ears hurt, fists balled up. His mom had always told them to stay off the third floor because it was unfinished, but Toby had made his way up, and Trent had been made to follow.

It all happened very fast. They were yelling at the top of their lungs at each other. Toby was standing near the window. Trent was angry. He was only trying to scare him. He was only trying to shut him up. He should’ve had a better grip.

He told them it was an accident. Toby fell, Toby was too quick for him, Toby tripped.

TRAP INFO

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[ Trent came to in a dim room. His jaw ached - more than ached, it damn near felt like hell, easily the worst pain he had ever experienced. ]

[ In front of him, a table. Secure to his body, a vest of some kind. A small Tv lit up, broken static voice playing from its old speakers. ]

“Hello, Trent. I want to play a game.

You've spent years pretending your silence was mercy. You told yourself it was better not to speak, that some truths would only cause pain. But the truth is...your silence was never protection. It was self-preservation.

[ He sat dazed, trying to brace his surroundings. Nothing but gray and black, hard metal under him. It smelt wet. Hands running up his face he flinched and screamed - muffled, broken. Cold sticky metal where his mouth should be. ]

When your brother died, you could have told the truth. But you didn’t. You let your parents believe a lie. You let the authorities close the case. And most of all, you let yourself off the hook.

That ends today.

You are suspended thirty feet above the ground. Locked in a harness, the same distance your brother fell. Across from you, your mother is being raised toward that very same height. Her platform is controlled by a countdown. When it reaches zero, she will fall.

She is not being tested. You are. It is your actions that have placed her in danger.

In front of you are nine boxes.

Some hold tools that can rip away the wires that seal your mouth shut. But with each one you choose use, her platform will rise -- and her time will shrink.

The others contain clues to your escape. Safe choices, with no cost to her. But they will not help you speak. And without your voice, there is no way out.

The microphone beside you will activate once you are able to speak. When it does, you must confess. Fully. Truthfully. If you admit everything -- no omissions, no lies -- the timer will stop. She will live. And you will be released.

But if you lie...or say nothing as you so often have...her countdown ends. And she falls.

Then the clock resets. And you will take her place.

There is no way out without accountability. No survival through silence. You cannot save yourself and let her die. You cannot leave this room unchanged.

Speak it...or die with it.

The choice is yours, Trent.

Live...or die.”

Trent escaped in the nick of time. He wasn’t fast enough to save his mother, and had all but ripped the wire from his jaw before it was too late. He spoke the truth, he begged for his life. That was a year ago. He has no contact with his father.

Nowadays, he’s just trying to move on.

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🔭 TAGS :

#🪐 TRENT SPEAKS - general Trent blogging

#🛸 TRENT REPOSTS - reposts

#👽 TRENT ANSWERS - anon answers

#🧑‍🚀 TRENT INTERACTS - interactions

#🛰️ HOME BASE - Mod posting

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I’m sorry for the super long post! Mod here. Mod is an adult! This is my first roleplay blog, though I’ve been watching the saw rp community for a while now. I’m not sure how it all works but I’m trying. They/them! Autistic. This will be pretty sfw so I’m cool with anyone interacting. I’m not sure if my John Monologue was good but I spent all night writing it so. Let’s be friends :) 🛰️