idk personally I think that if your response to harassment is to start harassing a bunch of random people who didn't have anything to do with it and then when they are understandably like "hey back the fuck off and leave me alone" you archive that on your blog as another example of harassment.... you don't get to claim the moral high ground on that one.
getting shitty anons doesn't give you a free pass to do whatever you want. it doesn't mean you are suddenly incapable of doing anything wrong.
and it really doesn't mean that you're in the right to run a blog dedicated to reblogging/screenshotting people's posts just to call them losers, idiots, etc and talk about how horrible and dumb they are.
and then you wonder why there's a perception that the "Canyon" is full of assholes who will crawl out of the woodwork and harass anyone who so much as breathes about their guy.... well, good news, it's not complicated. it's you! you're the reason why!
...And this is why I don't like tasks thar involve more than 4-5 people. Almost everyone's povs are literally the same now after being killed by the boogeymen. And for the ones being hunted, there's no way out of having to deal with this task that isn't even theirs! Yellows can't even guess it, even tho it would have given them an edge over the boogeys and the need for secrecy and to keep quiet and more low profile, that would have made the task actually interesting! They could just go killing with no consequences. Not to mention that some actually good tasks got completely overshadowed by this boogeyman virus nonsense. I honestly was already kinda mad about the warden and wither situation from last week but that was at least a situation others could have chosen to not engage in and get killed, so that gets a pass. This one does not. Lives were lost pretty pointlessly here. And with that, goes out the hope for a Life series with more than 10 episodes. I'm pretty sure next session's gonna be it anyways because of all of this mess.
Heh. I knew this would happen someday. Here's some vent art of Vail. Threw this together in a short time to get out my feelings on the bad ending. I really wish I had make the expression more visceral. To show the amount of devastation, betrayal, and absolute shame of the moment. They made their escape and were presumed dead. If space had sound, just imagine the most gutteral, heartbroken wails you can possibly think of.
i need want to go back to that phase where i was completely unhinged and feral like it was genuinely so bad that he was the first thing on my mind when i woke up and last thing when i went to bed. every line in any song would remind me of tmr/teen wolf and i just have hundreds of screenshots of fic ideas mostly compiled in an album but there’s still some stragglers around my camera roll somewhere