#October 8 2022

[dogstomp]

Dogstomp #2832 - October 8th

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[dmwrites]

Cleo hated many things. She prided herself, in fact, in her ability to loathe things. This included such things as the nether, the end, Joe (sometimes), Jevin (all the time), the sun, the moon, swords, and living people.

Today’s subject of her abhorrent hatred, however, was caving.

“This is ridiculous.” Cleo grumbled, gasping at a noise off in the distance and placing four torches around her at lightning speed. “Gold. Fucking raw fucking gold, and no one sells it. And of course I couldn’t build with gold blocks or yellow concrete. God, I hate caving.” She then screamed, as a bat flew past her. She swung at it with her sword, and the bat, who had been minding its business up until that point, panicked and got stuck in her hair. She screamed, the bat made a lot of noises she assumed was also screaming, there was a zombie that came around the corner that saw what was happening and just kind of turned back around and left. It was a whole thing.

“I hate caving!” Cleo announced to the cave at a whole after she got the bat out. She continued shuffling downwards, digging up ores when she saw them, and grumbling to herself. She hated how deep the caves got now, how the deepslate practically absorbed the torch light, making it all the more scary. She was so full of hate, in fact, that she failed to notice the way that the cave had slowly gone silent of all noise, how the floor was squishier then normal. It wasn’t until the small cave she had been traveling down opened up into an ancient city that she noticed all that was amiss.

“Oh god!” Cleo clapped a hand over her mouth, looking around in fright. The city yawned out before her, only illuminated by the flickering torch and the skulk sensors that lit up momentarily with warning. All around her was that stuff, that inky bluish black, like the starry night sky had fallen into the ocean. Her outburst, thankfully, had not really been noticed by anything bad, and she was left standing shock still, trying very hard not to make a noise. She knew there were two options here: she could leave, the cowards way back, or explore the city for treasures.

She turned right around and left, disappearing through the same hole she’d come from. Treasure and bravery be damned. Now that she was paying attention, she realized that the walls and floor of the small cave halls were covered in squishy skulk. If she was being honest with herself, the stuff always king of gave her the heebie-jeebies. Such a weird substance. Plus, she always felt out of place around it. She walked faster, hoping for stone and deepslate walls again.

The thing was, she could see deepslate up ahead, see her torches where she’d been. But the deepslate never seemed to get close enough, always out of reach. It was all skulk around her. Cleo froze. She was standing on skulk where she knew there had been stone before. This was where the bat had been.

“What?” Cleo whispered in confusion. She looked down and took a hesitant step forward onto the deepslate ahead, but just as she set down her foot, the blocks turned to skulk. Cleo put her hand to the wall, and the same thing happened, the skulk almost hugging her hand.

“Ew!” Cleo pulled her hand away, and took another cautious step. The skulk followed. “For goodness sakes!” Cleo sighed and pulled out her phone and dialed.

“Hello, this is Joe Hills, speaking as I always do in Nashville, Tennessee.”

“Joe, this is no time for your made-up places.” Cleo snapped.

“Hi Cleo!” Joe said quite cheerily. “What’s up?”

“Joe, what do you know about skulk?” Cleo asked, sliding her fingers across the cave walls, kind of doodling with the skulk residue that her finger left behind.

“Well, it keeps autocorrecting to ‘skull’ in my phone.” Joe said. “But, uh, not much else. You can farm it, I think, by like killing things? It likes the dead.”

Cleo froze. “It likes the dead?” She repeated.

“Yes Cleo, I just said that, no need to reiterate my own information back to me. Say, where are you right now?”

Cleo chuckled in disbelief. “I’m in a cave, Joe. And the skulk is following me.”

Joe was silent for a moment. “Huh. That’s weird. It’s following you, what, down a cave?”

“Yeah.” Cleo took her hand away and wiped it on her dress. “Every step I take, it turns that stone into skulk. I guess it’s because I am dead? It likes dead things, I do suppose.” She started walking again, until she caught sight of her hand under a torch. “Oh.”

“Oh what?” Joe asked.

“Joe, my fingers have turned to skulk.”

“What?”

“Joe.” Cleo said again, looking down at the studded bluish black that was coating each of her fingers on the hand she’d had on the wall. “My fingers are covered in skulk.” She wiped her hand on her dress again. “And it’s not coming off.” She turned around, and looked down the cave she’d come from- the entire thing had been swallowed up by glittering darkness. It was very, very quiet in the cave now.

[card-of-the-day]

Today's Card Is: Sublime Epiphany

[1morteveryday]

281/365 👣

[mermaidinthecity]

findingxfletcher: 2 days till girl of my dreams tour starts. final rehearsals. cheesing hard. clenching my butt cheeks. ready to party.

[paramorefan999]

i hope i don't die

i hope i don't die before my first child is born

all the love i hold in my heart belongs to her

she's the reason i'm living now

i anticipate a world created by our connection

and the life i exhale will be for her

the idea of her took hold of me

the moment i exited my own mother's body

i can't let her go

especially now

when i am struggling

to live for myself

[averbaldumpingground]

The rains don't stop, but Preethi waits out by the mango grove. The voice she heard again had been insistent. She hadn't heard it since she'd been a child. And now that it's returned, she's certain that she needs to wait. The birds are mostly silent in the storm.

[dewitty1]

Saturday Six (Stuff)

Made a cool thing for work and put it up this morning.(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

Started taking anti-depressants and anti anxiety meds. Whee!(⑅ ‘﹃’ )

Working on this "homework" for therapy is hard.(*｀へ´*)

KittyMeow is 19 this year. (=^-ω-^=)

I definitely need to order/get some living room furniture soon. My back can't take the floor much longer(;*´Д`)ﾉ.

Got another Jeebus pamphlet from the lady who we did the work for this morning. At least she was less vocal about it. （’-’*)

[thewitchness]

[druggeddraccus]

it’s 3am i just finished a scatter of light by malinda lo

i am crying

[on-this-day-mcr]

On this day, October 8

In 2022: My Chemical Romance performed their 53rd show of the 2022-2023 Swarm tour at Aftershock festival in Sacramento, California, USA. At this show, "CHoKe ME" was written on the drums. (🖤)

Watch the show here!

Steve Thrasher

[fletchersource]

October 8, 2022

[blue-eli]

Ink October day eight: Vivarium

An enclosure, container, or structure adapted or prepared for keeping animals under semi-natural conditions for observation or study or as pets; eg an aquarium or terrarium.

[dismaidenart]

Akitober Day 8: School Girl (Marin Kitagawa)!

[sunshineandlyrics]

👨🏼‍🦲 Louis surrounded by bald men

​FITFWT Turin, 8 October 2023