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[madame-vera]

Character Birthday Decider

Having trouble deciding your characters birthday? Let's say you're not interested in symbolic birthdays, it's just a side character or you just need that spot filled and you honestly couldn't be bothered.

Instead of agonising or procrastinating on it (this one's me 😅) why not try this fun little game and let it decide for you. You don't need much and even if you don't like the result, it's a nice time killer. (again, professional procrastinator right here XD).

I've got screenshots of it here as well as a view only google doc and pdf you can copy and edit for your own use.

Have fun! XD

[finelythreadedsky]

currently suffering (reading academic articles in french (i do not know french))

[clonerightsagenda]

signing documents for the HOA and becoming everyone's worst nightmare by actually reading them first

[verytendou]

Anyways realizing the drama abt a bg3 tarot zine using a for profit ‘zine company’ as their finance mod on a zine that was supposed to be for charity and would instead (allegedly) net this ‘zine company’ 4-5 THOUSAND dollars while the head mods turned around and told contributors they wouldnt get a free copy and at the start wouldnt even give them a free pdf of the zine hasnt reached tumblr

[glowcowboy]

my friend sent me a screenshot of an email i sent him last year and it made me laugh for several minutes so i had to post it

[doomedyuri]

why does everyone act like i'm the weird one when i say i like preparing agendas/minutes 😔 i simply like creating + formatting documents, is that so strange?

[horridcassette]

David Byrne + Talking Heads magazine archive (+ others)

Finally got around to sorting my scans in a proper place! I'll try updating this as much as possible (or I guess until I complete my collection.) There's lots of great photos and interviews so I'm happy to share this mini library I've got going on.

There's also scans I found online that I sorted into its own folder, just so they're easier to see.

And maybe I'm being a bit of a gatekeeper but while I don't expect credit, please still be mindful if resharing or if you repost anything!

[cepheusgalaxy]

[Image: A sheet labelled "Asset File", and dated 4/7/20XX. It has a 3/4 portrait of Espa, a very scrawny teenage black girl with large afro hair, a blue bandana, a very tiny bit of her left ear missing and a few scars, in the corner, and a bunch of information:

Designation: Espada

Sex: Female

Race: Afro-latin american

Year of birth: 20XX

Year of aquisition: 20XX

Assigned sector: ******

Blood type: O+

Implants: N/A

Chronic conditions: N/A

Past surgeries *an unreadable scribble*

Additional notes: *more scribbles*

Strenght: *scribble*

Speed: *scribble*

Weapon proficiency/aim: *scribble*

Pain tolerance: *scribble*

Senses: *scribble*

Intelligence: *scribble*

The picture has a note under it that reads: "taken on april 7th, 20XX" and there is a generic hand-drawn stamp on an empty corner of the sheet, with the word "stamp". All the categories were typed out in Arial font and were answered with a red color to imply having been answered with a pen. The notes and image note are also in red. /End ID.]

THIS TOOK ME WAY TOO LONG TO DO BUT BEHOLD. ESPA'S FILE AT THE CORP. IT IS FULL OF FILLER INFO, YES. BUT IT IS HERE. ive always wanted to do smth like this.

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[yourbuddykermit]

[the-acid-pear]

God I need to replay dsaf 3 I saw an off hand comment about Jake working in the strip club and I didn't question it but I just saw another so I really gotta replay the game and see it myself.

[jrueships]

i AM going to rewrite the reply....for the love of the game.... but... like... how...... bcs i write a Lot... so like Where can i do that... & post here tho...

[k3nnjamin]

HEYYYYYYY 👋👋

UHM, so! I had a week and a half last week, but I just remembered I promised someone something and completely forgot to deliver on it.

@harvestandhearth my silly little ramble about invasives, enjoy 💕💕

[champagnemoon]

I’m at the point of job interviewing where it feels like I’m a sim getting put through tasks for no reason like why in the first screening interview did HR do a 30 minute rundown of the benefits of the job and start talking shit about the person who quit the position before asking me any questions

[ace-and-ink]

you turn on the news and every time

it’s another bloody horror film. it started with a riot

and you’re grateful because you know you don’t

have the courage to stand in their place right now. but people forget

that it started with a riot and now once a year the companies

that fund your downfall paint themselves with rainbows and retail stores

give you a few square feet of space where they print your stereotypes

and call themselves allies. your sisters are your allies; they say

they totally get it: sometimes they get drunk and kiss girls, too. some

of your allies say that you don’t count: you’re not a minority enough

to be part of this minority, not you, you █████████ [insert controversial identity of the month].

the map on your fridge with crossed out states started as a joke

but now the air gets heavy when you cross another one off. it’s never silent

because the ghosts still hover and chant “we told you, we warned you.” the girl

you have your arm wrapped around holds her phone to you, lit up

with a new obituary, and says with a faint, shaking voice: “look.” on the phone

with your father, he said he doesn’t believe in hate crimes, that if you

set out to kill someone you set out to kill someone, but he also yelled

at you for using █████████ [insert contradictory pronouns] for someone else. that panic

has been so diluted, so separated from the fury and anguish

it used to incite. but your estranged friend from high school? she

gets it. or she knew it for a moment. or her neighbor did. he must’ve taught her

that terror in the fleeting time they met. now she’s dead. she’s buried

in a state that hated her and to prove it, they marked her

grave with a man’s name. the girl curled up next to you on the couch is your ██████████

[REDACTED FOR PERSONAL SAFETY].

some nights with her lying beside you, you can’t sleep because you can only think

about what could happen. you could pass as long as you drop her

hand when the officer walks by. reclaim as many words as you want, you’ll always

be a “dirty ██████ [insert slur of choice]” to the men

that signed those bills, because you indoctrinate the youth and you’ll always

be something indecent, unless they want to monetize your obscenity, then they love

it, but don’t forget: you’re still indecent. the girl on your arm doesn’t ask

why you cry anymore; most times, she joins in. there’s an inherited scream

sitting in the bottom of your throat, but if you let it out your neighbors will

file a noise complaint; the landlord has been itching for a reason to kick you

two out, so the sob that leaves your throat is the only thing

you can be at this point: ragged and quiet. anyone’s blood

but yours or hers, you pray, selfish faggot that you are.

— The Q

edit: looks better in the pdf version

[macbcth]

am i really about to switch from google play books to kindle today as my reading program of choice holy shit

[dangerpronebuddie]

Wonderful day to scream at a robot.