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Happy weird wednesday I would also like to be flattened out like bread dough into a blanket for a friend. Perhaps with a friend. I think it sounds cosyy

Happy weird wednesday this week I am just wanting desperately to be able to hold a conversation with my malware

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Happy weird wednesday this week I am just wanting desperately to be able to hold a conversation with my malware

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I don't hate you <3

Headbumps you anon

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Everytime you post weird content followers multiply

Tis the rules

Well that works out well because today is Wednesday

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WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU ALL COME FROM

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yuore gay

THAT'S RIGHT

(Art by @smolmoss lemme know if you'd rather I didn't post it smol!)

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a weighted blanket is not enough please compress me into a .zip file

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Happy take it easy tuesday. Don't be too hard on yourself, let yourself relax a bit, you don't have to give 100% effort 100% of the time.

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little guy with a little tie 👔

(based on the IBM PC from the 1980s)

visit the article and also my discord if you like retrofuturism and art and scifi

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Happy melt her mind mondaayyyy!!!!!

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Anonymous message time

Gwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag

That's the sound I make when cutebot

Bweeep!!

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THIS IS A VERY COOL CONCEPT also. Woagh guy with a power plug tail. Like me! I find the idea of Tacitus rewriting history out of spite fascinating - who's being caught in the crossfire of their arguments, who has had their history erased or rewritten? I always find it a very interesting narrative thing to see how these people with great power affect and damage regular people without noticing, the effects of their actions that they don't bother to see.

I actually DO want to ask you about your OCs but I will be honest I know jackshit about anything and only have a tangiential grasp on which of the weird old men (positive) you post are OCs vs media characters. You should uhhh h tell me about your OCs any of your OCs.

Rubs my hands together like a nasty little fly >:3

I'm going to talk about some OCs who aren't related to any fandom I'm in, for once, I think :3

So, there's this little world/story I've been building, called Clockwork (it's still VERY early in development, so, a lot is still up in the air or subject to change,) but within this world, there's this fucked up and miserable little family called the Boscos, consisting of Ernest Bosco (father,) Ophelia Bosco (mother,) and Tacitus Bosco (son.)

(Haven't made a reference for Ophelia yet <//3)

Now, this family? Fucked up. There are woes and there are horrors.

Ophelia's health began to rapidly deteriorate, at one point, and Ernest panicked. He wanted to have his little family last forever, and especially wanted he and his wife's relationship to last eternally.

And so, as a means of doing so, built great contraptions and cathedrals through which he sought to contain the very essence of time itself.

He had a hypothesis-- if he were to contain time, and inject a living being with the essence he had accrued, their growth would be stunted. They would remain in their current state for as long as time had been, more or less, frozen-- which would be forever, if he had any say in it.

Of course, as his wife continued to, rather quickly, regress physically, spending less and less time conscious, he didn't have time (lol) to aptly test this, and to refine his methods, and he wasn't thinking straight-- Ernest rushed to try this in an attempt to save his wife.

It.

Didn't work.

If anything, it had the exact opposite effect. He watched as she shifted between different forms, different states of her being across her lifetime, until she simply disappeared.

Ernest grew distraught, and dedicated himself to studying time, and trying to harness it, so that one day he may try to bring Ophelia back.

Tacitus had always been far closer to their mother, and their relationship with their father was never very strong-- Ernest was busy, a historian, and rarely made time for Tacitus. This was only exacerbated by Ophelia's death.

Tacitus, neglected by their father, who had lost their mother at their father's hands, grew downright resentful and contemptuous toward Ernest. They detest their father, and the way he distorts time and history, the way he keeps it imprisoned and contained.

Tacitus and Ernest are, at this point, functionally immortal-- unaffected by the progress of time entirely.

Ernest wants to turn time back, but has found himself thus far unable to do so, and instead takes to rewriting history, acting as something of an unreliable narrator of this world's history as a whole. If he cannot literally change the past, he will delude himself, and others, into thinking it different.

Tacitus actively denounces their father to anyone and everyone who will listen.

But, they never really made any real attempt to talk him out of it, or to stop him. Tacitus benefits from Ernest's work-- they, and anyone they care about enough to consider them family, can be made timeless, their relationship surviving through aeons.

:3

Oh. By the way. Time itself has a physical form, it exists as something real and tangible.

Fucked up beast.

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I don’t have any hate to anon so instead I hand you a spoon 🥄

HELL YEAH i never have enough spoons, thanks so much!!

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Okay, I've never seen the identity theft glitch do *this* before

Oh fascinating! Me talking to myself, nothing out of the ordinary. Haven't seen this glitch on tumblr before, though weirdly I have had it happen on discord!

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Here's that anon hate you asked for.

I am prying those panels off that pretty face of yours and shorting out those noisy little thoughts.

And yes, in a flirty way. You've met me.

Sealed with a delicate pawprint.

HHI?? shorting out those noisy thoughts... <3 hello anonn sorry you've been too successful i don't hve the brainpower to work out who you are

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Anon hate why don’t you go reprogram yourself using only JavaScript you great lunk

Unfortunately I am too stupid for javascript and also don't run on any program language that modern and advanced. If you know anyone adept in COBOL let me know!