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Considering the potential social sanctions of expressing feelings of pride on social media
TMW: You’re feeling really good about something, and start to initiate an action to share that feeling on social media... ...but then you wonder if people will think that you’re bragging... which could make them interpret your post as evidence for the idea that you’re ‘full of yourself’... which could make them not like you... And then the familiar inner dialogue kicks into high gear: “...they probably already don’t *really like you anyway... I mean, seriously, what were you thinking? Of course you can’t post that. What are you trying to do; turn people off to the idea of even tolerating you? You’ll just end up feeling even more alone in the world...” But, then, somehow, you shut down the monologue, and will your way through the moment of overwhelming self doubt and anxiety. You put down the phone, and power up the laptop, and write about the feeling anyway; just on a different platform... One that feels less judgemental. One which, through the power of anonymous-style posting, is at the very least a place where any resulting expressions of judgement won’t end up being so personally damaging...
[ What is it that I’m feeling really good about, by the way?
Well, you see... I’m an non-traditional undergraduate student, halfway through finals week, and I am confident I just aced an exam. I’m feeling really proud and accomplished; especially considering everything I have gone through to get to this point in my life (different story, different time). I’m also very, very glad that this semester is almost over. (I am in desperate need of an intellectual reprieve!) Two classes closed out for the term, two more to go! ]
#SocialAnxiety#FinalsWeek#SocialProcessing#SevereSocialAnxiety#MyGeneralizedOtherIstooStrong#FirstGenerationStudent#PsychadelicSheepOfTheFamily#Social(Pragmatic)CommunicationDisorder#ActuallyAutistic
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Playing with @Barbie Dolls Allows Children To Develop #Empathy & #SocialProcessing Skills http://www.thelifesway.com/2020/10/playing-with-barbie-dolls-allows.html #TheLifesWay #PhotoYatra
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☾ TALENT SHOWDOWN: TAVROS VS. SYBIL ☽
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You start checking your TIME, checking your DECK, checking your MENU, checking yourself. You’re nervous. This is the first fight for the entire event and you sweat it out, checking everything but evaluating nothing, in fear of rejecting yourself and calling the whole thing off. Yes, you are a performer. But no, you are not used to this-- the last time you actually fought with your FIDUSPAWN was back during the RECKONING.
Slam poetry, though, you can do. At least with that, you’ve been prepared for ages. But you’re not too sure about fighting. And you’re not too sure about this SYBIL REISZ, and whether or not she’ll dare go easy on you. The door swings open-- there she is.
Advance or abscond, Pupa!
[ ♉ ] TAVROS: hI, sYBIL, [ ♉ ] TAVROS: aRE YOU READY? dO YOU NEED TO, uHH, fRESHEN UP OR PREPARE, oR SOMETHING, [ ♉ ] TAVROS: tAKE ALL THE TIME, yOU NEED, i UNDERSTAND,
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--- [ ♡ ] HE WAITS PATIENTLY IN one of his numerous beanbags, the imprint he leaves awkward, yet unnoticed-- attention is more worth putting into pacing around and checking the time than wondering what shape he leaves. (Spoilers: It’s a box.) The doorbell rings and he rushes to the door, opening it full, with a prepared refreshment already in hand.
[ ♥ ] “SYBIL, HON! YOU’VE FINALLY ARRIVED. HERE, HAVE SOME JUICE. IT’S STRAWBERRY. MY GOD, I’M SO THANKFUL TO HAVE YOU HERE. IT’S AN EMERGENCY!”
#socialprocessing#( SYBIL REISZ 003. )#( EVENT 002: PRODEGRESSION. )#( PERFORMANCE. )#( ▉ V : IF EVERY SURFACE YOU TOUCH IS COLD NEVER GO HOME. )
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✎ AN D I SWEAR I'M WORKING ON THAT REPLY....
send me a “✎” and ill draw your muse ( @socialprocessing )
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Switcheroo!!
Send me “Switcheroo!” and I’ll redesign your muse as if they were from my muse’s universe.
Sybil is one of the most talked about monsters in all the underground. A socialite to the very core, her influence stretches across the kingdom. Her parties and charity balls – divine! Her heated limousine – simply amazing! They might be enough to make you forget that you’re squatting in a hole deep underground.
Ah, if only that were the case…
Parties and galas make a nice distraction, but Sybil’s aware of what really matters. The public’s grown bored of the underground. What they really need here is a change.
Unbeknownst to the general public, Sybil is part of a secret group who plan to bring about that change. They are tired of the barrier, they are tired of the king’s constant mucking around, and the sooner they take care of the two of those things, the better life will be for everyone – and them.
Once she’s finally out of the mountain, Sybil plans to settle down with a widow. Parties and balls? Those are likely to happen. But she likes having someone to show off.
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Not having a partner wasn’t a deterrent anymore. There wasn’t much he could do about it; there was no organization similar to FORT around here, and no one from FORT was showing up. To avoid letting his mental abilities dull, Liu worked on his own. He couldn’t tell if targets were infected, but he could often sense when someone was a danger to others.
This person he sensed murderous intent from before they’d even found someone to focus on. They were wandering aimlessly, likely looking for an easy target---and apparently, a woman was that “easy target”. Knowing the people in this city, it was doubtful she was as defenseless as they wanted her to be, but they began to follow nonetheless.
Fortunately, Liu was following from alleys nearby and was already a step ahead. He slipped out onto the street and slowly picked up his pace, falling into step beside her. The target seemed in no hurry to strike, likely waiting for a good opportunity outside of the crowd.
“Hey,” he told her without looking over, trying not to catch the target’s attention. “With the umbrella. You’re being followed. Can you fight?” He was undoubtedly just as suspicious as anyone else, and she had no reason to trust him, but it would certainly make things easier if she did.
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“Thank you.”
Luna was overjoyed that she had found such a place. The small corner café was reminiscent of some of the one’s back in Canterlot, and the warmth of the teacup in front of her was both familiar and welcoming. Sure, the sight of a pony casually sitting in a chair had gained some staring from the table over, but by this point Luna did not mind. She had been stuck in the city for weeks, had had hardly anything to eat but apples, and was just as magicless as she was in the beginning. If anypony needed a nice, calming cup of tea, then it was-
Luna’s eyes snapped open as she stared at the cup. Magicless. She was still magicless.
How in Equestria’s name was she supposed to drink it?
With a sharp thud the pony face planted onto the surface of the table. The teacup rattled dangerously near the edge but somehow remained upright, though one of the other guests behind her nearly fell out of his chair at the noise. Ignoring him, the alicorn let out a heavy sigh into the table.
She hated this city.
Turning her head to the side Luna stared at the nearest of the humans, before half-heartedly grumbling to her.
“Dost thou have a straw, human?”
She really hated this city.
#socialprocessing#i'm super sorry with how long this took#but i hope it's okay!#and hooves man#hooves are TERRIBLE#sybil01
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[ ♥ ] “Sybil! What are you doing here in the dining room when you should be out on the dance floor? Come on!”
#socialprocessing#( SYBIL REISZ 002. )#( CA WINTER BALL. )#( PERFORMANCE. )#( ▉ V : IF EVERY SURFACE YOU TOUCH IS COLD NEVER GO HOME. )
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— [ $ ] — ❝Been a while since I've seen someone like you~❞
Unafraid in her murmurings, she observes the non-human entity. It is in wonder that she views the robotic creature, with mind running through hundreds of different things. Is the being inorganic? Or does it just look that way? Is it a monster in a shell? Or is it just that? A shell? Oh, God, this is giving her a headache…
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Switcheroo!
Send me "Switcheroo!" and I'll redesign your muse as if they were from my muse's universe
Invisible Inc Encrpyted File
Sybil Reisz
Sybil was once the most premier organizers and planners in the post-government world after the end of the Resource Wars. Using her charm and affluence, she was able to join the corporate elite, organizing countless corporate galas and social gatherings. It was from these events she gained information that only few people not within the inner corporate class ever got wind of.
However, when word spread of her membership with the Anti-Corporate group known as the Camerta came to light, Sybil was forced underground, leaving behind a world of decadence and opulence. However, she didn’t take her forced retirement lightly. Thanks to her dealings, Sybil began to sell corporate secrets to countless organizations, Invisible included. Her information proved vital in countless missions, only second to Monst3r’s network.
#█ Agent Desynched#Meme Sunday#well I was thinking of making Sybil an agent but then again she's not exactly the one who's going to sneak around in a building and tazer p#or maybe she would I don't know#socialprocessing
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[♡] ー Tʜɪs ᴡᴀs 'Aᴘᴀʀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ K-4', huh? So certainly he was nearing his stay-place. These buildings were so big... what a rich city this was. Was the Surface really this decked out, everywhere? Was this even the Surface at all?
[♡] ー Bᴜᴛ, ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs, ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ Asriel went to stay at his home, he’d get more familiarized with this city... but, how would he do that? ...The answer probably was ‘meet some people around the city.’
[♡] ー Bᴜᴛ, ᴏʜ ᴅᴇᴀʀ, he didn’t know how or why, but he ended up bumping into someone on his merry way-! Ugh, that wasn’t good. He didn’t want to leave a bad first impression either. Looking up, he added to that... especially not to a human. He... admittedly sort of viewed himself as the representation of the monsters, being child of the former Queen and King of the Underground. But... maybe that didn’t apply here.
“Ah! I’m sorry, miss human! Are you alright? It was my fault - I wasn’t looking... I didn’t mean to bump into you.”
#[♡ SYBIL 01]#socialprocessing#ah hello!! ovo i see you also apped diane makepeace huh |D#hope this is alright - if you need me to change anything just tell me!#pfft asriel calling people 'miss/mr human' rude
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