#Admin snow

[snowy-bones]

baby Charlie time!

[snowshot]

SK8 AND DESTROY

[dvnieldraws]

wet cat dad and his strong protector daughter [q!missa & q!tallulah]

[purplequay]

bunch of doodles ive been doing over the past couple of weeks i think

[snowy-bones]

Pffft teh heh!! This is cute!!! Thank you for drawing me 💙💙

This was fun to draw @snowy-bones

[viatrixtravels-a]

// FINISHED IT BY THE END OF THE YEAR HECK YEAH. >3

Not as happy with Xiao's side as I am with Lumine but hey, I already know that I suck at drawing boys in comparison to girls so I've accepted by fate :'D

Don't mind my twitter username I was too lazy to make two versions.

[pacey-bunce-loves-joey]

what’s neat is as soon as you finish reading, you can just begin again

[n3p3nth3s]

Here's a sequel to my golden tiger yesterday, a grumpy snow leopard. Doing the lines for this one was a blast lol

[degrassi-fandom-confessions]

They should have covered the winter seasons more and the tough reality of the weather there like snowstorms, power outages, shoveling problems

[snowy-bones]

The Morningstar was cast from heaven, the trial was swift. The judgement was made and Lucifer had been found guilty. As the clouds around The Morningstar became a bright flame, The Archangel Michael lashed out in a fit of emotion. Something the council had never seen before. Almost like he was attempting to go after Lucifer. Before The Archangel could even reach Lucifer, a loud clank was heard. A bright golden chain had been locked around his wrist, pulling him back from Lucifer. The Archangel fought and pulled on the chain in an attempt to free himself. Being forced to watch as the other had begun to fall from the clouds. Michael let out a screech of distress as he reached for Lucifer. And with that, The Morningstar had vanished from the clouds. The Archangel wept, falling silent for many years.

[snowshot]

[startheoverseer]

does anyone wanna hear about our lord and savior admin mcsm

[carryon-countdown]

❄️COC 2023 Wrap Up🍂

Hello everyone!  

The Carry On Countdown of 2023 has sadly come to an end. We hope that everyone who participated had a wonderful time. The admins sure had a blast feasting on all of the fabulous content from this year's countdown.

We hope everyone will remain inspired to create even more fantastic Carry On related content into the new year.

But before we say goodbye to you all, it’s time to welcome new people onto the Page of Honour!

What you need to do to get your place on the Page of Honour:

You need to have completed all 30 COC 2023 prompts on their set days (If you posted a prompt within a day or so of its set posting date that’s perfectly fine, but, for example, if you posted a prompt for Day 8 on Day 11, that’s a bit too late)

You need to DM @carryonmylovelies ​with an explanation/link of where to find all of the work you posted for this year’s countdown (Can be simply saying what tag everything is under on your blog, or a link to your ao3, etc.)

You’ll also need to let @carryonmylovelies​ know whether you want your blog or another platform where you posted your content (such as ao3 or instagram) linked on the Page of Honour. You can only choose one.

We hope we made this clear, and please remember our ask box is always open for any questions you may have :)

We wish everyone who celebrates a very happy holidays, and we hope everyone will have a terrific 2024.

With lots and lots of love,

The admins of the 2023 Carry On Countdown ❄💘

[perotovar]

tentative winter solstice theme: active

[honeysucklepink]

Guess who gets to work from home tomorrow because sleet and freezing rain led to "remote campus operations..."

[forthedancingandthethriving]

"I've never been to the Internet Archive before.." Abyssal mutters softly, eyes twinkling with amazement as she strolls in with CPU by her side. He smiles up at her, clearly endeared by her amazement.

"Only accessible through the Hub," he informs her with a hum. "The Browsers were strict about that."

"Browsers?" She blinks.

"You know, Google, Firefox, those guys." The older Admin answers as they get to the large doors. He pushes them open with practiced ease, and she follows him inside. "They have their own spaces they govern, but this is the one place they all have a hand in."

Abyssal nods as she follows him, marveling at the grand library. Large bookshelves with what she could tell were filled with many reports. She didn't really envy those who had to write it down.

"Is this a part of your job?" She asks. "I thought you focused on all the capturing and stuff."

"This is an unofficial part." CPU shakes his head. "My job entails termination on the spot, Abyssal. Crash handles capture and recapture, while Antivirus handles those bigger threats fit for Computer Hell. I handle those that needed to be terminated on the spot since Crash doesn't really have permission to terminate."

"So.. I've been doing similar to Crash? Except I've been bringing Worms's viruses to Computer Hell or similar?" Abyssal asks.

"Pretty much." He nods, waving to some Archivists.

"Feels like I'm one of you guys now," she jokes, "with how I'm doing that and universe clean ups."

"It fits you." He says simply, making her look surprised before he waves down a Program. "RAM, over here."

"Oh, C-CPU!" The program is a blue ewe, though with horns akin to a ram's. With a green sweater and skirt flowing as she floated over, hooves gently clack as she stands on the ground. Her eyes shift over to Abyssal, and momentarily, her expression falls. "O-oh.. is this..?"

"This is Abyssal," CPU spoke quickly. "A very good and close friend of mine, and one of the younger Admins at the Adminspace. Abyssal, this is RAM. She's the Lead Archivist here at the IA."

RAM blinks. "She is.. a lot taller than you."

"I've been getting that lately.." Abyssal smiles sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. She glances at all the command boxes around RAM, a bit shocked.

RAM claps her front hooves together, smiling. "We-well! What do you need?"

"Just entering some new data about Viruses." CPU waves his hand, and some data boxes appear. They float over to RAM, and she nods gratefully.

"Thank you so much!" She smiles before glancing away shyly. "Uhm.. is there.. anything else I could help you with?"

"No, thank you. Have a good day." CPU waves goodbye before turning and walking off. Raising an eyebrow, Abyssal waves goodbye as well and follows.

"Why'd you end the conversation so quickly?" She tilts her head. "She seemed nice."

"Only because you were with me." CPU sighs. "RAM.. she's a good Program, don't get me wrong, kid. But she's just.. she's clingy and way too affectionate. She keeps trying to flirt with me, too."

"But you're single?" Abyssal tilts her head more.

The older Admin drags a hand down his face and mutters something softly before looking up at her. "Look, the bottom line is, I just don't like her like that. She's not my type, and never will be. So I always keep it short with her."

"Ooh.." The younger Admin nods, following him out of the Internet Archive building. "Okay, I get it."

"Good." He stretches his arms before sighing. ".. you feel up to seeing the others?"

Abyssal grins. "I'm not the one suggesting it! Yes!"

CPU snorts, though there's a smile on his lips. "Don't let it get to your head, kid."

"No promises!"