Prankster Comet chaos
Uh. Hi.
My name is Ricardo Experiencia
Unfortunately my son is unable to write here at the moment as he's currently dealing with something called a "Prankster Coment"
I'm not sure what that is.
But I this explanation online
"a prankster comet affects a person or location by altering them in some way."
I first noticed this when I went to the portal.
For some reason a toad was speaking backwards. Then one of those crocodile looking guys was on a street corner juggling fireballs. But then he was on fire for everywhere but his hands when a fireball landed on him.
Apparently one of those prankster comets landed here.
I thought this was some normal occurrence here.
I was at the castle garden to watch Garth do his training thing. For some reason Mario was running past me.
I tried asking him where was Garth. That was until another, purple Mario came by, and another and another.
Mario was being chased by these purple copycats.
Mario said. Sorry Ricardo. I'm a bit busy with the comet and can't stop running otherwise these guys will knock me out.
I decided to go wait for Garth since training was probably canceled. But he'd still probably want to come.
I was waiting in there living room.
It was really spacious.
For some reason there was a toad called toadsworth in a skateboarder get up.
I assumed it also affected by the comet.
But no.
The princess (who looks like she was a cake topper) explain that he was just probably going through a Mid life crisis. The last time that he got affected by a prankster comet, he just got red eyes.
Then a talking squid said that hm saying that something similar happened 4 years ago.
I decided to just go wait in the lobby with the two-dimensional receptionist.
Garth had finally come for his training.
But rather than being as usual talkative self.
He couldn't really see anything. Or emote for that matter
Or really even communicate.
Maybe It had something to do with the black bars over his eyes and mouth.
He also really couldn't write or type anything.
Anything he wrote was just kind of like these weird boxes.
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They look like these weird brackets.
There's actually just something that Garth texted me earlier in the day.
Mario then came by and shouted "oh no not you too Garth."
Mario couldn't stand still which was a bit nauseating to be honest. But for some reason I.
Well
I could not use the restroom.
Then again, what else is new.
The comet was affecting everyone.
Even humans but I thought we were immune to stuff like this.
One of the people there mentioned that it was a reality warping thing rather than fantasy or magic or whatever.
Mario decided to just give Garth a quick lecture or something on this and canceled training.
Me and him decided to just take chillax for the rest of the day.
We ended up going to see "The Blast and the Blurriest" movie. Then we went out to eat which was... Is disturbing the right word. My son has sensor bars thing on his face so that was kind of freaky.
After we ate. We kind of talked for a while.
I just spoke some stuff about how I'm kind of proud of him. He's growing up and changing.
Even if I couldn't see his face I think he really liked it.
I do have one question though. How come I wasn't affected.
Anyways I got to go.
Garth mite probably edit this. He wanted me to write for the post today for his blog thing.
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Garth tried typing this
Before I posted. But I don't know what it means.
Bye
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The Twitter Mari Lwyd sagas (2019)
So way back in 2019, @seananmcguire and @tkingfisher (and also later @kbspangler) got into a whole poetry/rap battle involving the poor Mari Lwyd (played by Seanan) just trying to get some cheese from Ursula's stores. This went on for a few years, and I can't find transcribed sources, only screenshots.
So, with X/Twitter being What It Is, I wanted a text source to exist. CW for food, alcohol, and all the caps, and full credit to the authors. If you want the original source it's here.
Seanan:
WE'RE HERE TO SAY PLEASE
WON'T YOU GIVE US SOME CHEESE
SOME CHEESE AND SOME BRANDY OR PORT.
THIS FESTIVE HORSE SKULL
HAS BEEN SHOVED ON A POLE
SO GRANT ME YOUR FINEST RETORT.
Ursula:
BEGONE WITH YOUR POLE
(YOU CAN LEAVE THE NEAT SKULL)
DEMANDING MY FOOD IS EXTORTION
FOR CHEESE IS QUITE DEAR
AND WILL BE WORSE NEXT YEAR
AND I CAN’T SPARE YOU EVEN A PORTION
Seanan:
IF IT'S HEAD FOR A HEAD,
I COULD TAKE YOURS INSTEAD,
THAT SEEMS LIKE A TRADE THAT'S QUITE FAIR
BUT DECAPITATION
REQUIRES CONTEMPLATION,
I'D RATHER THAT CHEESE OVER THERE.
Ursula:
YOU COME ‘ROUND WITH THE BITS
OF A HORSE THAT IS QUITS
DEMANDING I GIVE YOU MY CHEDDAR
BUT HEY, YOU HAVE SAID,
AT LEAST IT’S NOT MY HEAD—
I’M SUPPOSED TO THINK THIS IS BETTER!?
Seanan:
I AM NOT A QUITTER,
NO NEED TO BE BITTER,
AND I'D TAKE YOUR GOUDA OR BRIE.
YOU ASKED FOR MY HEAD,
THINKING THAT SINCE I'M DEAD
YOU COULD JUST KIDNAP PIECES OF ME.
I HAVE INFINITE TIME
AND THE PATIENCE TO RHYME
AND I'LL STAND HERE LIMITLESSLY.
Ursula:
AND WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT
ON NOT-QUITE-LONGEST-NIGHT
TO MAKE FREE WITH OTHER PEOPLE’S CHEESES?
YOU THINK ‘COS YOU SHOW
WITH A WEIRD SKULL IN TOW
IT CAN ASK FOR WHATEVER IT PLEASES?
Seanan:
THAT'S JUST WHAT I THINK,
GIVE ME CHEESE, GIVE ME DRINK,
AND I'LL NO MORE CAST DARK ON YOUR DOOR.
I'M NO TINSEL OR TREE,
I'M CELEBRATORY
OF SURVIVAL ON HEATH AND IN MOOR.
Ursula:
THERE’S NO HEATH AND NO MOOR
BETWEEN HERE AND THE SHORE
I COULD MAYBE GET YOU A BOG
IN LIEU OF MY BRIE
WHICH I’M HOARDING FOR ME
WHAT IF—LOOK, SEANAN! A FROG!
Seanan:
THAT WAS JUST DIRTY POOL,
AND YOU KNOW THERE'S NO RULE
THAT SAYS I CAN'T LEAVE AND COME BACK.
NOW THERE'S MUD ON MY SHOES
I WON'T LET YOU REFUSE
THIS FESTIVE DIGESTIVE ATTACK.
Ursula:
ALL’S FAIR, SO THEY SAY
WHEN CHEESE IS IN PLAY
ALTHOUGH I ADMIT TO DECEPTION
WHILE YOU CHASED A FROG
I SCARFED THAT CHEESE LOG
AT PERSONAL COST TO DIGESTION
Seanan:
THEN I'LL COME FOR YOUR BOOZE
I'M NOT LONGING TO LOSE,
AND THIS IS THE HOLIDAY SEASON.
I'LL STAND HERE AND SING
AS THE MORRIS BELLS RING
AND YOUR GUTS CONTEMPLATE CHOOSING TREASON.
Ursula:
I’VE NO BRANDY NOR GIN
THE SCOTCH STORES ARE THIN
BUT OF A SOLUTION I’M THINKIN’
THIS HOUSE’S LIBATION
AGAVE’S CREATION
WILL NEVERTHELESS GET YOU STINKIN’
IF IT’S BOOZE THAT YOU’RE FOR
BONE HORSE FROM THE MOOR
IT’S TEQUILA THAT WE WILL BE DRINKIN’
Seanan:
WE'LL GET HAMMERED LIKE BOARDS
WHEN THE LIQUOR GETS POURED,
THEY'LL ASSEMBLE US LIKE WE'RE IKEA.
THERE ARE WORSE THINGS TO DO
THAN START DRINKING WITH YOU.
I'M SO HAPPY THAT I CAME TO SEE YA.
Ursula:
I LOVE EVERY ENTITY IN THIS BAR
*falls down*
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she franken on my stein til i 'hateful day when I received life!' I exclaimed in agony. 'Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust? God, in pity, made man beautiful and alluring, after his own image; but my form is a filthy type of yours, more horrid even from the very resemlance. Satan had his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but I am solitary and abhorred.'
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for those who need to hear it,
your f/o is always there for you. they're there to listen to your struggles. they're there to give you comfort. they're there to give you a shoulder to lean on, to cry on; they're always there.
no matter what they're doing, no matter where they are, they will always stop to check up on you. they'll text, they'll call, they'll go out of their way just to see how you're doing.
so please... don't be down in the dumps. your f/o is always there for you to help lift you up. whether it's your romantic f/o, your platonic f/o, or your familial f/o, they'll always be there for you, always.
[no proship please and thank you]
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in honor of spring almost in bloom (or it is for you)
imagine your f/o(s) taking you out on a nature walk! it's you, your f/o(s), and the bliss sounds of nature filling your ears. on that note, if you're one for picnics, imagine arranging one with your f/o(s) and doing it after your nature walk! more time to be your f/o's embrace and enjoy each other's company.
[proship/anti-selfshipper/netural dni]
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