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theatre-anon · 2 months
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Oh, thank the spirits. I finally got in with a provider, too, thank goodness. It’s been helping, so far.
What do you think about how Saga is doing?
Me? I haven’t really noticed anything off. I hope he’s doing okay. I’ve been kind of busy lately, after all. Spirits, has something been up with him and I just haven’t noticed?
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theatre-anon · 2 months
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It’s always better to be safe than sorry!
[His apartment is more of a studio apartment anyways, so it’s not like he has to go far. He grabs a suitably deep pot, and swings open the fridge while he’s at it. Where is…AHA. Grapefruit juice always helps him rehydrate, but he grabs a water bottle too. The taste isn’t for everyone. He trots back over to the couch, setting down the pot and bottles on the coffee table.]
There ya go. Try not to throw on my carpet, yeah?
[There was a very familiar looking turtle crouched in the corner of the room when Theatre flicked the lights on, reclining slightly with a dopey smile on his face.]
Heyyyyyyy Theatre. HIC.
So’s I’m like….a liiiiiiiittle drunk. ‘Cause y’r. SccccccHUTIPD words were gettin’ t’ mmmme. But everything’s juuuuuuuus’ chill now.
(@cain-project)
[Theatre runs a hand down his face. Of course he’d go for the alcohol after their argument.] Yeah, yeah, you dork. I knew you couldn’t hold your alcohol. Give me a minute, I’m not going to be sober for this.
[Theatre rummages around in the kitchen, returning with a bottle and a wineglass, filled to almost the brim. He sets the bottle on his coffee table and sits down on the couch.]
Why’re you here of all places, anyways?
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theatre-anon · 2 months
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What do you think about how Saga is doing?
Me? I haven’t really noticed anything off. I hope he’s doing okay. I’ve been kind of busy lately, after all. Spirits, has something been up with him and I just haven’t noticed?
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theatre-anon · 2 months
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the original guy i reblogged this from was a shithead so reuploading it
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theatre-anon · 2 months
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you never know what someone is going through. for instance i didnt know i was going through anything until about 2 years later. i thought i was just chilling
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theatre-anon · 2 months
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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it hurts the lord when you listen to lustful, violent music. so crank that shit UP
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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babygirl are you called the dyatlov pass incident because people love making up myths about you to protect themselves from the fact that life is unpredictable and nature is indifferent
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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office mug
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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not now kitten. daddy’s writing a post for the three people who always give him notes on tumblr
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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You can’t let this stupid ass evil world rob you of your vibe don’t let them do that to u
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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something about substances so strong they can only be cut by that same substance (like diamond) gets to me. the self-fulfilling prophecy of it. you can armor yourself against any and all outside threats, but you're still beholden to your own nature.
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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i have a "willy wonka experience" every day of my life
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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Armour of a cuirasse du carabinier holed by a cannonball at the battle of Waterloo, 1815
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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whenever someone in a story tells a character they're training to fight to treat their weapon like an extension of themselves i always feel like more weight should be put on that statement. on the implication that in learning to wield a weapon you must become it. you must make it a part of you. you must walk down a path from which you will never be able to come back from.
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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oh thats hot as hell. if only sex was real
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theatre-anon · 3 months
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tragedy enjoyers (hi) talk a lot about inevitable tragedies where the character(s) were doomed from the start, but to be honest as someone who does not believe in fate/destiny/etc. irl, the kind of tragedy that Really gets to me is the kind where you can see exactly why and how this didn’t need to happen, and you can also understand why the choices were made that made this happen, and you watch an entirely unnecessary but devastatingly predictable tragedy unfold due to a series of understandable choices
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