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[janolt]

hello! is anybody out there?

[ouroborosorder]

Making my first post on this website!! Excited but nervous!! Hoping to make some friends!! #newuser #howdoitumblr #meme

[nebulafirn]

Welcome to the mountain. Here's a lamp to help you find your way.

[tslamp-or-croquet]

How I communicate

-laugh at dark joke, get inspired

-do a thing

-keep it set to private

-write a post in lieu of prior thing

-edit the post, make jokes

-delete the post

-here's an unrelated song. It's not, like, cryptic or oblique or anything. Not like it's in another language, or obscure, or sampled in another song which is unavailable, or anything like that

[I haven't watched the anime so I'm not responsible for how you interpret my 'communication']

[lovelylane]

do people actually think the "you go to fast for me" thing is aziraphale ACTUALLY SAYING crowly goes to fast in an relationship-type way??? hes- HES DRIVING 90 IN LONDON

[shirajellyfish]

I want to eventually have as much of my art as possible on this blog, so I might do something like uploading one really, really old art a day. Like this, this is Minecraft nonsense from 2014.

[cosmicchameleon94]

First post

New tumblr account. Not really sure what im doing but im sure i’ll figure it out along the way.

[lvl50fighter-blog]

Science Flash Fiction

Flash fiction is a story that in usually 1500 words or less. I wrote a science fiction one recently. Enjoy. (I dunno how to tumblr)

Turn of Fortune

Zeta Station, a huge hub of budding businesses and the start of new beginnings in a galaxy known as the Amalgam System. Many people come here to get away from their mundane life and attempt to start anew. Many people who come here end up in the Hollow, the slums, where gangs run rampant and do what they can to scrape by, all while trying to prevent any new buildings from kicking them out of the last place they have. Recently, Rhombus Group began expanding their business and needed more space and the Hollow was the perfect space. Nothing but abandoned projects and wasted space. They knew though that the destitute lived there, and they couldn't just outright eradicate them, no they needed something a little more under the radar than that. That's where I come in. I've always wanted a life full of adventure and working for them has given me that. They've sent me all over space, so a little mission on their home turf was a little different than I was expecting, but money is money, and I sure do love a full pocket. The mission was simple. Go to the Hollow and get rid of any trash cluttering the streets. I descended into the Hollow and switched off my radio. I wouldn't want anyone hacking into my link. I readied my blaster and set it to lethal, even I knew whatever was down here was tougher than most things. We've affectionally named them Space Goblins, and they look like something you'd see in those old Lord of the something or other movies. Creepy bastards. After a few moments I made my way down an ally and into a maintenance hallway. Flickering lights above me and an eerier quiet ahead. Littered on the ground are boxes with who knows what inside, it wasn't important enough to search and probably not worth anything. I started to feel like trouble was lurking as I affixed my flashlight to my blaster and looked on, one corridor to the east. This place was in dire need of renovation. Metal floor tiles covered in some sort of multicolored liquid, bundles of wires protruding from the walls and ceiling, what a mess. I moved ahead a few more yards and turned into a common room, scattered about were more cardboard boxes and on the far side, what looked like some sort of command center. I could hear some scratching coming from the boxes and I steadied my blaster and waited. The scratching stopped and I held my breath, all was still. Suddenly from behind the command center a woman popped up and fired a shot in my direction. A miss, lucky me. After that three of those damned space goblins popped from the boxes with their own little guns and began firing. By that time, I was already behind cover and I had just the thing for this occasion. The only cover I had was the doorway and I couldn't expect them to run after me in a one-person wide hallway, they'd be sitting ducks. I hated to use it here, but it looked like I had no other option. I reached into my side pack and pulled out my last plasma grenade. I felt the weight of it in my hand and pressed the timer. I already had visual and chucked it into the room. I heard a harmonic scream and a splatter then, complete silence once again. Not one to take chances I steadied my blaster and turned the corner. The three space goblins, or at least what was left of them splattered across the room. The woman however, she was leaning against the command center, shaking. I leveled my blaster at her with a smirk. "Wait, I surrender." She said, raising her hand. Usually I'd just execute on sight, she did try to kill me, but something told me to let this one go. Let's call it my conscience. "Make it worth my while" I replied matter-of-factly. She reached into her jacket pocket and stopped. "Not reaching for a gun," she started, "Here take this" she said as she pulled out a data journal with just a few text files in it. "Miranda huh?" I asked as I relaxed my blaster. "Yeah, and do I get to know the name of the man who nearly disintegrated me?" "Tristan" I said as I scrolled through the files. In it, some of the files for a few new buildings Rhombus Group was planning, and further down a plot to try and stop them. "This is a bad plan, this map is old, that corridor is so locked up you wouldn't even get two steps in." I explained. "But If you had a man on the inside, you could set charges anywhere in the place and get to their vault, lots of tech there." "Dammit. I was told that this was up to date" I ignored her comment and turned on my communicator. I could hear an audible gulp from her throat. "Barton here." "Ah Mr.Barton," a voiced sounded. "Pleasure to hear your voice. I take it you've taken care of all the trash in the area?" I looked towards Miranda a look of concern growing on her face. "Yeah, it's all compacted, heading home." "Excellent, you'll find the funds already transferred to your account." "Pleasure doing business with you, as always." With that I put my communicator back on silent mode and holstered my blaster. I handed the data journal back to Miranda and helped her get back to her feet. "As I said, you'll need a man on the inside." "And just like that you're gonna help me out? What's the catch?" "I'm bored of this place, and Rhombus Group. I'm not a good guy, but I'm not evil, but they are. They ruin lives and I want to take them out too, then get the hell out of dodge. We'll split the profits, 65/35. Fair?" I held my hand out for her to shake. Reluctantly she took my hand and shook. "I really couldn't say no regardless of the amount you're giving me, since, you know, I'm not dead and all". "Let's go take down a galactic corporation" This was going to be a fun new adventure, if we could pull it off. With my share of the profits, I decided I'd stay on a spa ship for at least a ye

[justathel]

Hi I’m New Here

Hey y’all soooo how exactly does this site work? 😅

[msnevamoore]

Fuck me I don’t remember how anything works on this site anymore -_-

[alonelyelfy]

Hey all! I have no idea how to Tumblr at all. But I can be aesthetic?? That's Tumblr right?? Idk what gets posted here but for now have some pics of my swanky crankganeplays hoodie. I'm also leaving a link to my twitter.

[pumthewaterbug]

bred

*runs toward you on hands and knees with a pillow duct taped to my head* gIVE ME BREAD

[saurotitan]

The Sweet Spot of Questions

The most beautiful type of question in the modern day is one you care enough about to poll nearby friends/relatives/passers-by about, but not enough to feel like pulling up a web browser to definitively solve. So much chaos can be created in those moments - I once ended up in a conversation about small person eugenics in college at around 1 AM because of one of those blessed questions. Can anyone else relate?

[zoemikel-stites]

Huh, maybe I should actually try posting stuff over here

[saint-jooch]

4 years of skating and this what I have to show for it ok

[lvl50fighter-blog]

Part 2 of the spec script (so far) of my 5-10 min suspense film. As before there is still a long way to go before this is finished, but I wanted to show all the revisions that can be made on only the second draft of something even this small. 

Feel free to tell me what you think.