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#that said. there IS a second goat--
pilferingapples · 5 months
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some say the goat will end in fire some say in ice from what I've read on the Wikipedia page of past Goat-destroying efforts, I'm pretty sure none of us were reckoning on absolute swarms of hungry birds but birds are also great and will suffice
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wis-art · 1 year
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fishing and proud
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bembwashere · 2 years
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AHIT's 5th Anniversary!
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just a tid bit late on this one but ta-dah!
Decided to go all out on this one because it's been 5 years since this game officially came out and of course, i am legally obligated to do something for that.
didn't add dlc characters in because i think that would of pushed this till tomorrow and i'd rather draw something aside from this for a while gfgdfa
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sodidumb · 2 months
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3/03/2024
made it to 2024!!! out of the most recent roblox drawings, it's kohane again :DD
seems like i moved out of free draw and into spray paint (despite spray paint being so painfully painfully painfully laggy. and has no undo button. and has a max of 10 layers (which you have to pay for more). And a stupid popup to pay for a bigger brush ever time i try using the biggest sized brush. and also constantly crashing
why? uhh i saw these youtubers draw on spray paint and it looked kinda fun teehee
despite the flaws, i'm actually having a lot of fun drawing on spray paint!! :0 i keep coming back to play more even tho the game hates me :( idk I like the challenge of keeping it to 10 layers (still hate the lag tho i will simply explode)
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had a conversation about religion with the Theatre Boy yesterday in which I admitted, possibly for the first time, that despite my Christian faith and belief in Heaven and Hell, I kind of wish I DIDN'T believe in that stuff, that I could just believe our consciousness ceases to exist once we die, because I'm scared of the concept of Eternity
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ofspvrta · 1 year
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“ don’t say it. ” / from evie
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μ::|| meme:   emotionally intense prompts. | accepting [ Ξ ]
θ::|| @torntruth - evie
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She stands there in heavy silence. Surely silence or lies would be more comforting than the truth but there was always honesty between them and she wouldn't lie to Evie. Especially when the truth was so obvious. Instead, she just looks down, staff grasped in her hand. It was one of the most important things she was taught when given the great powers of the staff. She could not interfere with death. In her hands was the power to play god and she couldn't do it. The sheer amount of people she would have kept by her side if she could have... but she could not. Such abuses of the power were forbidden and she did not want to become like the Isu, ruling over man with a terrible gift. Looking back at the bleeding body, her brows knit in a feeling of sorrow she had known so well in the past. "I can't save them, not like this. I'm sorry."
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buttercupart · 8 months
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rambling about poncho human time
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this is gonna be long as hell. like im so serious its like a scroll of ancient texts im deeply sorry for this. lets go gang
The eventual head of humankind's soul council and the (at the time) most determined human, the few remaining records note their name to be "Réada".
Further inquiry into the subject would point heavily to their full first name being Mairéada (MY-red-ah or mah-REYDA), though most accounts contested the way said name was to be pronounced, as well as their surname - with human-monster war historians going back and forth on whether it was "Lahmar" or "al-Ahmar". Based on the records of their full name, they are assumed to have had Irish and Moroccan ancestry.
To friends, though? They were just Réada.
Born the middle child of their family, Réada's magical prowess turned some eyes towards their family early on, as did their propensity towards mercy and just treatment... notably towards monsterkind, at a time when tensions between the two were high.
If Réada was consciously aware of any of these things, though, they didn't show it. They spent their days tending to their family's livestock... and goofing off with monster children, including the boss monster prince, Asgore.
No one, monster nor human, expected some human peasant child to worm their way into the monster prince's heart and home... but they did anyways, and it proved a beneficial friendship for both of them.
If there's one thing about Asgore, it's that he is and always was a fuzzy pushover. Réada's strong sense of justice and inability to let seemingly minor infractions towards monsterkind go taught him that even if he struggled to stand up for himself, that it was always worth it to stand up and seek justice on behalf of others who weren't treated kindly... who, more often than not at the time, were other monsters.
Asgore's kind nature and lax personality brought out the latent kindness in Réada that was buried behind a no-nonsense facade, and whenever they weren't getting up to tomfoolery, they shared their visions for a brighter, kinder future for humans and monsters both, that they were sure they could accomplish together, with Asgore as King and Réada as his right-hand man.
Of course, this tentative period of "peace" couldn't last, not with tensions rising higher and higher each day. As the years ticked by, it became more and more apparent that something had to give. But through it all, the monster prince and his human friend stood tall, and continued to give those close to them some semblance of hope.
...until humankind's ruler insisted on taking a young Réada to train with a selection of other powerful soul-bearing humans, to function as a council of magic serving humanity's best interests. Réada wanted no part in this, but as an immensely (perhaps the most) powerful Determination soul, their opinion on the subject hardly mattered.
Taken from their family and friends and pushed into a leadership role they wanted nothing to do with as a young teenager proved detrimental to their wellbeing. On the rare occasions they could sneak from the castle, they'd meet up with Asgore to tell him the current going-ons, and this was one of the only ways they stayed stable. It troubled them to know how their family struggled without them, or how looming the threat of war was on the horizon. Through it all, the monster king and the human pawn tried to hold on to the hope of a brighter future together with everything they had.
The human's ruler wasn't stupid, and knew Réada was meeting with Asgore behind the council's backs - but considering how vital they were to the plan, they couldn't be taken out of the equation and disposed of - and the reins on them tightened to the point they were never left alone - and thus, Asgore didn't see them again for quite a long time.
The breaking point, and largely agreed upon catalyst for the war was the deaths of the monster prince's parents at the hand of humans. Asgore had staunchly refuted the idea of utilizing violence against who he viewed as his friend's kind until this point, where, in grief, he lashed out and declared war against humankind for what they'd done. Young and grief-stricken, the monster prince ascended to the role of monster king.
Réada's strong sense of justice towards their monster friends proved to be a massive detriment to the humans' cause. When called upon to use their magical aptitude to FIGHT, it was impossible to get them to actually do any lasting damage - they would FIGHT monsters under the threat of their own death, sure, but only do just enough damage to get to the point they'd be able to SPARE their opponents. Their mantra was to never kill or be killed in turn.
...the same could not be said for other humans involved in the war, who turned countless monsters to dust under the demands of their ruler. Despair grew in Réada as the war progressed, and they knew they had to come up with a plan, fast, before every last monster was massacred. They partnered with a few other mages in the council to devise a plan that would put the killing to an end - without that end being complete eradication of monsterkind.
Not long before the end of the war, Asgore led a platoon against a group of humans, which Réada was forced to lead - head to head, they stood before one another for the first time in many years, almost unable to recognize one another as the years of stress made itself evident on their faces. As their fists shook, with their weapons drawn... neither could make a move. Neither could understand why they hesitated, why the other didn't just get it over with already and get rid of them the way they should have wanted to. A few spears were thrown, a few magic bullets flew, but nothing more, before both sides shakily retreated.
The next few days were filled with insurmountable confusion and grief for them both.
Shortly after, the monsters surrendered.
The Mages were gathered by their ruler, to utilize their immense magical abilities to finally turn every last monster to dust once and for all.
But Réada still had that trick up their sleeve.
Together with the 1 or 2 other mages who agreed to their plan, they cast a draining spell upon all of them, including themself, and drained every bit of magic out of all their souls, not to turn towards the monsters in a devastating final blow, no, rather... to create an immensely powerful, impenetrable magical barrier to keep the monsters contained and protected - far, far away from the reach of humans who wished to hunt them down, for the end of time, or perhaps until a better time. No human was to lay a hand against their best friend or his kind ever again.
Because he was their king, and they would always be his lionheart.
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piningprecussionist · 2 months
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literally my favorite blog on tumblr. Ur perfect at being Kim Pine and I love the little notes it the tags :3
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(^ this is me at you rn)
Thank you so much <333 it seriously means the world to me that people love/like my Kim stuff. AND to know that some of yall actually read my silly little notes
I try to keep her as in character as I can, and I feel I have been largely successful, for the most part. I feel like she comes fairly naturally to me- I only occasionally hit snags,, but usually that's just because I'm high or something and am overcome with the desire to Maximize The Silly shfgkjshjld She's so serious though, usually. I love her <3 I love getting to be her for The People
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fructidors · 1 day
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standing directly in front of (under?) john during the spontaneous unplugged performance of memories due to technical difficulties from this show was honest to god one of the top 10 musical moments of my entire life. the moment at the very end when the sound kicks back in just as he hits the final chorus? i genuinely think i understand what it felt like to be in the crowd at the newport folk in 64 when dylan went electric
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two Terribly Made memes for your enjoyment
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woundedheartwithin · 5 months
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Today’s adventure involved manhandling a trailer, minor electrical engineering, brake light checks, and one very upset goat
Sound on for Stormy’s sweet little “mmm” sounds
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fuck are you looking at. bitch.
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reloaderror · 1 year
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common knowledge is, paradoxically, such an individual concept. whereas some believe farms having salt licks for various animals is common knowledge, others think the fact that someone from the northern hemisphere cannot get a summer job at the research station Troll in Antarctica, because it is closed all throughout winter, is something everyone knows
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clovenh00ved · 2 months
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I had a creepy old customer make a sexist comment at me AND a guy 12 (?) years older than me ask for my number on the shift. Why do heterosexual men-
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lord-radish · 7 months
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There's this post I keep trying to write about listening to the mountain goats at work but it comes down to it being the only music I would feel comfortable being "caught" listening to. And that opens up a whole can of worms about where that comes from, which you wouldn't necessarily think - like usually it's like "ahaha I wouldn't be caught dead listening to this" - but it's most of my music taste and I managed to realise where it comes from.
My sister would put me down and belittle me for things like that. Like we used to play a lot of SingStar 80's, but there was one time - like legit the only time in years of us owning the game - where I went to sing "I Want to Know What Love Is" by Foreigner, and she teased me by saying "hahaha, [mallard] wants to know what love is!" and making me feel really embarrassed and shitty for just wanting to play that part of the game.
And that was how she approached pretty much anything that would make me look vulnerable. Like the reason I had never tried to play that song before is because it was something I thought she'd pick on me for, which she then eventually did. She mocked me for YouTube videos I watched sometimes, or for crying at a movie one time. She even managed to turn me saying that I was reading into some weird, gross jeer about how I said I was "breeding", like what the fuck right?
So if I'm at work by myself and I can put some music on, I put the Mountain Goats on because if someone walked in, I would feel less ashamed being caught listening to that than most of my music library. And I like the Mountain Goats, but I hate that I can't let go of that shame or insecurity because it's too much to deal with. That embarrassment is amplified by the thought of being judged as harshly as I have been for my interests and behaviours in the past.
#messyposting#there are times where I've said and done some fucked up things but my entire childhood was enveloped by being bullied#i was bullied at school and then I was bullied at home. and she would go 'i protected you from bullies!'#and to her credit she did protect me a few times. she probably protected me plenty of times I didn't know about#but it doesn't excuse the constant mockery and shame. it doesn't excuse her ruining one of my new years by choking me#it was for like two seconds but it shocked me to the point of silence. which was the point because my excitement got on her nerves#she was a closeted lesbian with undiagnosed bpd - and I'm applying that from like age 8 to her eventual 20s - but it doesn't change things#i feel sorry for her hardships but the treatment I got at home was scarring and horrible#she's not the only source of that - we have a mutual dislike of our mother's partner - but she's a huge factor in it#and she *still* makes fun of me and laughs it off as 'you'd do the same to me'#like no I fucking wouldn't. i grew up#I'm cutting her out of my life. I just am#I used to spend entire days just consumed by these thoughts of fending away my former best friend#as he tries to rationalise his way back into my life against my wishes#lately I've been thinking of telling my sister off and cutting her out of my life#refusing to let her see my home and just screaming at her to stay out of my life#literally all of this started with a Tumblr post about how the mountain goats are a good band to listen to at work. at least to yourself#it was like 'tmg are the only band I like to listen to at work' and I was gonna break down why. and then it hit me why#yeah that's the repressed shame that comes from a lifetime of bullying and being put down and othered all the time#most of all from someone at home because you have no escape
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beautiful creature of the world
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