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Fabian K.O.ing Ivy on one turn and threatening to skin her alive. Riz screaming at Kipperlily about how much she sucks and calling her a freak. Fig sending Ruben to coil wires for her for eternity. Gorgug telling Oisin to say hi to his grandmother and then he DIED. Riz telling them to decapitate Oisin so he couldn’t be revivified. Absolutely fucking insane it’s times like these we remember what actual batshit killers they are and I love them
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porter who wouldn’t sign gorgugs MCAT making him take on stress tokens so he had to take 4 years of school all in one… porter having an ability to control students with rage tokens…
porter absolutely rot in hell
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Ugh. Literally just let her go home???
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you suck at this game
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d20 fans: they’re just children they were manipulated !!
fabian aramais seacaster: i’m going to skin that Bitch
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POV you’re a dragon clinging on the Hangman
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this is possibly The Most brennan caption ever
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it was played as a joke but
there's something genuinely harrowing about gorgug and kristen on the deck of the ship, pelted by rain, swarmed by dragons, these two teenagers looking at each other with wide eyes trying to bury the fear down deep, and
do you remember when we died?
they were freshmen, they were children, they were two years younger but it feels like a hundred hundred years ago
it feels like yesterday, because deep down they're still that boy hiding his too large frame behind a metal flower and a girl stuffing her too large personality into the pages of her bible
do you remember when we died?
the ship rocks violently with cannon fire, hands of fear and divinity and loss creeping from the clouds
do you remember the day you lost your faith?
do you remember a forest so sharp it cut you clean through?
do you think we ever woke up?
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Beautiful. Majestic. BAM!
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spot the difference
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You are not a real person.
You wear a face that is not your own. You were designed to die.
You wear a face that gets you recognized around the grounds of a school you are not enrolled at (you aren't enrolled at any school.) You live in the same house as the person you were supposed to be. She has the right voice, stands the right way, wears her clothes correctly. When you look like her, you feel wrong. You see all the parts of yourself that are wrong, the makeup you wear, your style, your mannerisms. You can only see all the parts of yourself that fall short of her, but, any closer, wouldn't feel like you.
You are at a party. You don't know anyone her besides her friends (they are the only people you have ever known, but they never know what to make of you.) They helped you enroll in your own school, one that won't know you, one that won't know her. The other day you were desperate, uncertain and panicked. You took a pregnancy test and it came back positive. She never had to worry about that. She never has to worry about disappearing. The steps were confusing, you could've done it wrong. There is a rumble in the ground and you all leap to action, you're loading cannons, healing people, sharing the blessing of her deity (you never really bothered to ask her about all that.)
You are needed on the roof. You can feel it. The storm is thick and choking, the spray of clouds forces your eyes partly closed. You take stumbling steps towards her. She is on her knees. You've seen her pray before, but something about this is different. You can't tell if its tears or mist pooling on her face. You can't tell if its the pains of combat or the strain of heartbreak contorting her expression. The prayer itself feels wrong too, less holy and more personal. You follow her gaze.
The words leave your lips before you realize, an automatic reaction to the mammoth mess of wind and cloud and hate: "Blimey." There is a face in the storm. Monumental, twisting, grotesque, but a face nonetheless. You are good at recognizing faces. She looks a bit... No. It is grotesque. Monstrous. The face you see in nightmares. Lightning cracks and whips around you. You feel something deep and heavy click in your chest as lighting cracks inside the storm. It looks exactly like her. It looks exactly like you.
And She is beautiful.
It was awe that clicked in your chest. Fear and hope. Awful and awesome. Sublime. Recognition of a power that is beyond yourself.
You don't know what will happen to you if you survive tonight. You don't know how long you live. You don't know where you go when you die.
But you need to reach Her. You place a hand on her shoulder and take a step towards the roiling clouds, towards It. You can reach her, that is all that is certain.
"I don't know if you heard me,"
The face contorts with rage and fear. It knows not what it is. It is everything that is wrong with Her. It will destroy you, when you return Her. That's O.K.
"But I said—"
You were designed to die.
Lightning envelops you as uncertainty replaces fear. It burns your hands, clasped in prayer, it singes your lips, forming the words of your impromptu, awestruck prayer. It's lightning is not what destroys you though. You feel the prayer work as a peace in all the chaos of your life becomes clear, waves of cool night and weighty cosmic power flow through you, calling you home.
You die a person.
Goodbye K2.
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noooo girlieeeee
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and what if i cry?? what then?
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RICK PERRY THE GENIUS YOU ARE
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We’re haemorrhaging money on the groundskeeper, Jawbone!
Some of my favourite little bits. This is like the first time i fully color them ^.^ it was fun. Took wayy longer than it shouldve LOLL
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‘buck should end up with tommy’ ‘buck should end up with eddie’ buck should end up with a firefighter played by misha collins
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