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people: do you like (character)?

me, a little unhinged about said character: He’s fine. He’s alright.

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Current mood

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gagging you with our red string of fate to shut you up for one fucking second

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the thing is, i think horror needs to have a little love. it needs to have an obsession. does the parasite in your body love you? it raises you from the dead, it sustains you. this is its body. this is your body. does the haunted house feel intruded upon? is it hungry? what is hatred but adoration?

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Forced Proximity Dialogue Prompts

Haven't done one of these in a while.

"Come on, this isn't funny." "I'm not joking. It's locked."

"Is that the only tent we have?"

"There's only one bed." "Well, darlin', I'm not sleeping on the floor, so I guess we'll have to share."

"I'm your bodyguard. It's in the job description to protect you at all times." "Well, could you at least 'protect' me from over there?"

"You have got to be kidding me. I have to share a room with you."

"What do you mean there's only one sleeping bag? You had one job."

"Quit following me!" "I was hired to follow you, princess, better get used to it."

"What the hell is that noise?" "Uh, yeah, slight problem. We're out of gas."

"Where are you going? We're in the middle of nowhere!" "Yeah! And whose fault is that?"

"Look around, love. In case you hadn't noticed we're snowed in. So unless you plan to freeze to death, we'll have to find a way to keep each other warm."

"I may be stuck with you, but I don't have to like it."

"Is now a bad time to tell you I'm claustrophobic?"

"Your heart's racing. Now, I know being pressed up against me is exhilerating and all, but I'm trying to concentrate on picking this lock."

"What are you? Afraid?"

"Uh. Slight problem. We're trapped."

"Well, which way, smartass?" "Uh. We might be lost."

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love is blind. it’s also idiotic. it’s also orbited by eldritch musicians mindlessly piping and drumming for all of eternity to prevent their master from waking up and inadvertently ending all of existence.

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Being an evil doppelganger has to be so fucked up like imagine meeting a better version of yourself. Some chain of events going differently that led to "you" being a better person in a way you can never achieve. Personally I'd have no other option but to try and kill them

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collapses in your arms princess style after casting the biggest evil most fucked up spell you've literally every seen

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"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.

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Sorry for tagging your art with just # oogh or # oh. Just know this means im profoundly moved

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one of my worst writing sins is abusing my power to create compound words. i cannot write the sentence "The sun shone as bright as honey that afternoon." no. that's boring. "The sun was honey-bright that afternoon" however? yes. that sentence is dope as fuck. i do not care if "honey-bright" is a word in the english dictionary. i do not care if the sentence is grammatically correct. i will not change. i will not correct my erred ways. the laws of the english language are mine.

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haha heyyy it's me again, once more asking for your financial support to pay my rent so we're not evicted.

the last couple of months have been really difficult since my mother has decided not to pay our rent in some attempt to "punish" the office for really stupid shit (read: being held to the terms of our lease) and now we have until the april pay period to get caught up or we face eviction. anything helps, please share this if you can't donate!

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They were all kids once waaaaaa

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Triptych // Cliptych

Wrote a poem about the characters CLIP.EXE and Cricket from @venomous-qwille 's Ghost in the Machine AU, cause the new special interest needs to express itself.<3

Note: we've only read up until the end of chapter 11, so sorry for any potential canon inconsistencies / contradictions. Content warning for allusions to: illness, injury, surgery, and dental malpractice.

1 Let me give you some advice, doll:

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. So is love. So is fear. So is <WHERE DO YOU HEAR WHILE YOU LOOK AT ME?> <WHEN DO YOU SMELL WHILE YOU TOUCH ME?> <WHO DO YOU FEEL WHILE YOU SWALLOW ME WHOLE?>

<AM I BLIGHT, DO I IGNITE, FIZZLE ON YOUR TONGUE, LINGER PAST MY EXPIRATION DATE?> <DO I CONFUSE YOUR IMMUNE SYSTEM, PRUNE YOUR NEURONS, INDUCE NEW ALLERGIES?> <DO I BREED CHILLS, CAVITIES, TINNITUS?> <AM I YOUR IMPOSTER SYNDROME, A FUSE FOR CARDIAC ARREST, OR MERELY THE EPHEMERAL JITTERS OF A COFFEE PAST MIDNIGHT? <AM I SLIME AT THE BACK OF YOUR THROAT YOU ARE TOO POLITE TO COUGH UP IN PUBLIC, A SPIDER BITE YOU HAVE THE WILLPOWER TO NOT SCRATCH EVEN IN YOUR SLEEP?>

<I MIGHT BE A WAD OF GUM YOU TREAD ON BY ACCIDENT, A TICK HITCHING A RIDE ON A DEER, TOXOPLASMOSIS LURING YOU TOWARDS THE CAT.> <I’VE DIRTIED YOUR FAVORITE PAIR OF SHOES. BUT THEY’RE YOUR ONLY PAIR OF SHOES. SO YOU WEAR THEM EVERYDAY, SMEARING ME EVERYWHEN YOU GO.>

<I MIGHT BE A CUCKOO’S CHICK, GUILTY OF BREAKING A FEW EGGS TO SERVE YOU THIS OMELETTE, BUT, DOLL, YOU’RE NOT THE ORIGINAL NESTLING, EITHER.>

2 Let’s play a game of <MEMORY>, sweet tooth. Maybe you’ll finally beat my record.

You turn over <FLUFFY PANCAKES WITH MERINGUE> and <BITTER COUGH SYRUP>. They <MATCH>. You keep those cards.

You turn over <COTTON CANDY FLAVORED ICE CREAM> and <BROKEN FERRIS WHEEL>. They <MATCH>. You keep those cards.

You turn over <STAR SHAPED SUGAR CANDY> and <RUSTED TIME CAPSULE>. They <MATCH>. You keep those cards.

You turn over <RED LICORICE THREADS> and <GLASS DISPLAY OF EXTINCT BUTTERFLY SPECIES>. They <MATCH>. You keep those cards.

You turn over <TAR BLACK FIZZY DRINK> and <NOSEBLEED>. They <FACIAL RECOGNITION FAILED, UNABLE TO ASCERTAIN RELATIONSHIP>. You do not keep those cards.

So close. Better luck next time, sweet-tooth.

3 One more game, gumdrop, then I promise to get out of your head. I’ll fill in the top line, so you can fill in the bottom.

Just say whatever comes to mind first, okay?

<PROXIMITY> is to <INTIMACY> as <TRACHEOSTOMY> is to <LUNG FAILURE>.

<FAMILY> is to <CHILDHOOD> as <VICE GRIP> is to <WISDOM TEETH>.

<NOSTALGIA> is to <MEMORY> as <GLITCH> is to <SYSTEM SHUTDOWN>.

<AMNESIA> is to <PAST> as <SUBDUCTION ZONE> is to <LITHOSPHERE>.

<CRICKET> is to <ARCADE MACHINE> as <BUBBLEGUM> is to <HUNGER>.

<HOME> is to <HEART> as <I> is to <YOU>.

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manhandling is so fun like sure u can put me over there i don’t mind