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Until the sun comes up And she fades away

She's a Wallflower But she's not afraid to take a chance When the opportunity comes along

She might be shy But she knows how to have a good time And she's not afraid to let her true colors show

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Notes by the greatest guy ever~ Me of course.

Name: Michael Elizabeth Ansley.

My parents thought I was going to be a girl- So they had to change my name at the last minute.

Alt Name: Michael Morningstar. Barf-

Special Titles: Crown Prince of Hell, Michael Morningstar. Also Barf. Dr. Michael Ansley.

Old Titles: “M”, “God”, “Lord of Darkness”. ALSO Barf-

Username: theliteralantichrist

Nicknames: Mikey, “Emo Boy”, Hero.

Age: 27.

Pronouns: He/They/Rot.

Sexuality: Gay.

Gender: Nonbinary, Gendervoid, HolyGoric. I would describe my gender as a rotting corpse to be honest-

Species: Hybrid (Antichrist.)

Disorders: Panic Disorder, CPTSD, Autism, Insomnia, Bipolar 2, ASPD, Anorexia, Checking OCD.

Physical Disabilities: Blind, Chronic Pain.

Recovering Addictions: LSD, Alcohol, Mushrooms, Self Harm, Nicotine (Vape).

Religion: Atheist. Religions are scams, which I of all people should know-

Job: None, At the moment. ……

Current Major: Pediatrics.

Degrees: Psychology Degree.

Lives in: WV, America, 2034. Country roads.. take me home..

Languages: English.

Height: 4’9” >:(

Race: White.

Ethnicity: Demonic.

Accent: Soft, Southern.

Monster Form: Sharp Claws, Sharp Teeth, Boney Elongated Form, Big Horns, Animalistic.

I don’t like this form..

Powers: Time Travel, Teleporting, Telekinesis, Fire Manipulation, Flight, Summoning, Sucking Life Force/Souls, Hypnosis, Possession, Strings, Necromancy, Omens, Shapeshifting, Mass Destruction.

If I wasn’t lazy I could probably take over the world.

Weapons: Knives.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.

Text Color: Pink, Red when Upset.

Main Animal: Dog.

Main Hobbies: Sewing, Video Games, Fashion/Dressing Up, Crafting, Knitting, Needlefelting.

I like doing things hands on.. It gives me something to do.

Diet: Carnivorous, Raw Diet.

Whether I eat meat or raw meat is a different story- Strawberries are really tasty.

Favorite Drink: Strawberry Shortcake Coffee, Strawberry Chocolate Tea, Hwache, Strawberry Boba, Strawberry Monster Energy.

Favorite Fruit: Watermelon.

Favorite Meal: Pork Brains, Steak Tartar, Gumbo, Sashimi, Spaghetti, Katsudon, Dinosaur Nuggets and Fries, Pancakes, Fruit Sandwiches, Sago Soup.

Favorite Candy: White Chocolate, Gummy Worms, Salt Water Taffy, Konpieto.

Favorite Dessert: Strawberry Shortcake, Chocolate Chip Cookies, Gingerbread Cookies, Strawberry Icecream, Dirt Cake, Pavlova.

Favorite Flower: Pink Forget Me Nots.

Scent: Rose Cologne, Barbie Detangler.

Why do you need to know this about me-

Handedness: Right Handed.

Blood Color: Black, Sometimes Red.

Birthday: December 25th 2007 (Capricorn)

My birthday is… kind of ironic…

Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: Wrote his very own Bible for his religion, has a stuffed animal collection, Has a magical girl collection.

Special Interests: Stardew, Minecraft, Slime Rancher, Animal Crossing, The Sims, Pokémon, Coraline, My Little Pony, Moomin Valley, Strawberry Shortcake, Fairy Princess Minky Momo, Sanrio. :)

Stims: Handflapping, Mouse Cheese, Sensory Cube, Pink Tangle, Pop it Game.

Stimboard: LINK

Moodboard: LINK

Fashionboard: LINK

Comfort Objects: Cat Plush, Cow Pillow Pets, Pink Slime Plush, Pokémon plushies, Killer (Teddy Bear), Gloomy Bear, Bluey Plush.

My Pokémon Team!:

In Games:

Animal Crossing:

Stardew Valley:

(Credit to this portrait maker)

Minecraft Skin: LINK

Family:

Lucifer Morningstar, Elijah Morningstar. (Fathers.) ……

Lilith Morningstar. (Stepmother)

Raven Ansley. (Mother.) :)

Ezequiel Ansley. (Stepfather)

Melanie Ansley (Aunt) …….

Lucy Ferr, Sin Morningstar. (Half Siblings.)

Alexander Leverett. (Adoptive Brother) (Strained.) …..

Immanuel Ansley. (Adoptive Sibling.)

Sam Coleman. (Adoptive Uncle.)

Micah Coleman. (Adoptive Uncle.)

Friends: None. ……..

Romance: None. …….

Pets:

Danger (Tarantula)

Princess (Skeleton Cat)

Brief Personality: Mikey acts tough. For his entire life he has had to manipulate in order to survive. He can usually get what he wants with little effort. But he is, deeply troubled.. Usually he is incredibly chatty but lately he’s just been.. quiet.. He no longer seems to care about much, he’d rather just sit in the silence.

Brief Backstory:

Michael was born out of a prophecy. He was destined to destroy heaven and the earth. However for the time being he was born to his mother and “Father”..

Mikey had a pretty normal childhood for the most part. He was a good kid, he went to church, he played with his toys and didn’t make much of a fuss. However, as he grew older weird occurrences would happen around Michael.

His mother didn’t seem worried. But everyone else noticed the birds dying around him, the water becoming blood, bad omens seemed to follow the child. And it culminated in Michael’s house burning down with his mother and “Father” inside. He was the only survivor.

His aunt was given custody of him.. He didn’t know it at the time but he was not responsible for the fire. However everyone believed he was. He was forced to repent over and over and over and over to get rid of his “sins”, to get rid of the demons inside of him.

Michael felt hollow.. He felt the judging eyes of everyone on him. No matter how good of a kid he was he felt destined to be evil. It felt like the omens were getting worse and worse as he got older and older.

The church held an intervention for Michael. They told him that he wasn’t good enough, that God was disappointed in him. The demons were still inside him because he let them stay inside. He began to cry and say that wasn’t true and that he wanted to pure he wanted to be good.

The church members took him into the baptistery and forced him under the water, waterboarding him over and over again to try and get him to “repent for his sins” and that the holy water will cleanse him of his omens.

Over and over again he was forced underneath the water, he kept screaming but the water kept filling his lungs, when he finally was able to get some air. He felt this righteous anger fill his entire body, and he attacked the people who had forced him underneath the water.

He attacked the church leaders and in the struggle they gauged out his eyes. And stabbed him. Pushing him deep into the baptism water, as his blood filled the pool it turned a dark black color. And he ascended from the baptism a monster.

Michael killed everyone. The people in the church, his aunt, everyone. Everyone who had hurt him. Everyone who had forced him into bowing before a god who would never forgive him. This “awakened” something inside of him, a power he never knew he had. And he began to crave meat.

He became the monster the church thought he was. And he ran away. And he decided that he would become a god, if a god who watched him get tortured by the heads of his religion then he could easily become one.

He created a cult, Ascensionism. He being the god, and his subjects being his eyes. He saw through them, and when it was finally time they would ascend and become his food. Becoming one with their god.

After many years in the cult however he eventually feels.. empty inside.. He begins to question what the hell he is doing and disbands the cult. He goes on a long journey of soul searching, trying to figure out who he is, what he is, etc. and one could argue he is still on that journey now even tho he is much healthier than he was back then.

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It seems to have become a tradition of mine to do this on the national statutory holiday of Canada’s foundation as a country despite not particularly caring too heavily about the holiday or its related celebrations overall. Just the night before, I had purchased what I would soon learn to be the strongest acid I had ever taken and was about to embark ob an unforgettably strange and equally intriguing journey.

381 and 642 had arrived to join in at around noon but closer to 13:00 than the top of the hour. I had only just met 642 a few days prior as he had been visiting 318  from his hometown over the course of the week, but oddly enough we both connected right away and felt comfortable enough with each other despite the ever so brief period of time spent together in preparation. It was his first time doing this and I myself am just slightly more experienced than his friend.

Once we had chosen to begin our journey, we sat together in the room and conversed about various topics while we awaited the effects to kick in. The two brought gummy bears which were promptly devoured. An hour passed relatively quickly when we decided to get ready for a walk. As I had instructed earlier, they brought the largest bottles of water they could find. I had some gatorade powder sitting around which we decided to add to our drinks before heading off for the purpose of electrolytes. It was the middle of a heat wave here int he city and temperatures were expected to climb as high as 38º on the celsius scale which was record-breaking heat in my hometown. 

During the preparation of the drinks was when we first began to feel the effects set in, and it hit us like a bus followed by a nuclear level aftershock. Half the powder ended up on the counter, and soon so did the water. I instantly became sticky, particularly in the hands and fingers which remained throughout the day. No matter how much I washed up, the stickiness would not cease. It took us what must have been 15 minutes or more to get out of the house and on the path, but it felt like hours of constantly getting distracted by each other goofing around and attempting to fill up these water bottles which included the sarcastic and humorous mention of snorting gatorade in which I was immediately lost in uncontrollable laughter while in the other room grabbing a sheet of paper to be used as a funnel. The two came in to check on me and were mesmerized by the assortment of hand made artwork strewn across the bed during my search.

On our way out I decided to grab my portable speaker, despite not knowing whether I actually wanted to or not. This was a good decision. From there, we began our journey- at least until we got up to the top of the hill and past the off-leash dog park. This is where we decided to turn back not three minutes after we left fora backpack. “Trust the pack,” 642 said as we made our way back to retrieve it. Of course, more was done while back at the house than to simply retrieve a backpack. A piss was taken, promptly followed by the shout “Oh, my face,” as 642 spotted his reflection in the bathroom mirror. I stood by the door leaning up against the washer and dryer machines. The textured wall parallel to where I stood had drip stains scattered across it, presumably due to lack of care. A pair of womens faces formed in a depiction of traditional West-African artwork on the wall as rectangular cell-like patterns dances and morphed around them, wavering like water gently disturbed by a summer evenings breeze. By the time we were finally on our way, it must have been nearly 14:30, only half an hour spent preparing and attempting to actually get out of the house. But lord, it felt like a couple of hours at the very least.

We attached the portable speaker to the exterior of the backpack and I queued up two albums in proper order: “Music Has the Right to Children” and “Geogaddi,” both created by the Scottish duo Boards of Canada. Fitting for Canada Day, I thought. I had listened to the first mentioned album frequently in high school and had only rediscovered it years later, about a week ago. When I listened to it in full for the first time in 8 years, I knew I had to trip to this  at some point. Before departing the second time, 642 found himself rather happily pleasuring his fingers with a slightly used kitchen sponge he found whilst using the bathroom and decided to bring it along with him on our walk.

We made our way up the hill and into the dog park for the second time, our weird alien music blaring in the hot summer afternoon. As we made our way through the dog park, the environment quickly turned from familiar to unfamiliar and unearthly. Not uncomfortable though, more so just uncannily slightly different from what we would consider to be the normal state of the area. From here, we slowly made our way to the natural park by the apartments onlooking the river below. We took a moment to enjoy the sight and parked ourselves on a bench. There was nothing like this in the two guys’ hometown, and I enjoyed the view anyway. I couldn’t help but become distracted by the odd behaviour displayed by the grass sitting right next to us. It waved in such strange ways, shifting around in plates, gently sliding into each other like perfectly identical puzzle pieces. It was a sight to behold. Out of the corner of my eye. while the grass plates arranged themselves and the sky danced its dance, I witnessed the body of 318 wave back and forth before his neck began stretching out far beyond the length in which it realistically should. At this point, I came to realize that what we had was far stronger than anything I’d ever taken before. And to think I was earlier considering taking two.

The music continued to play throughout each song seemingly fitting perfectly with what we were doing at any given moment and the transitions timing themselves seamlessly with the changes in our activities. A piece of music from the formerly mentioned album titled “Rue the Whirl” played as we walked the street from the dog park to the second location- a piece of music build around a loop stuck in a groove. Paired with the relatively unchanging surroundings as we walked in a completely straight line, it felt as though we too were also stuck in that same loop, step by step, going nowhere despite absolutely going somewhere.

We made our way down the path under a bridge which a constant stream of traffic travelled above our heads. We stopped for a moment to watch the water graze past us at such unprecedented speeds. We didn’t stop here for long, but the riverbank not five minutes past the bridge was where we selected to spend the most unforgettable portion of our adventure.

Upon planting ourselves at this riverbank, we were greeted by a swarm of mayflies and other assorted aquatic insects who had seemingly taken an interest in our presence. Whether they were simply interested in us or they wanted us to leave, we were unsure. Every individual fly left a sharp haloing trail behind which was quite delicious for the eyes. They landed on us, they walked around on us, they certainly did take quite an interest in us and surprisingly enough, we didn’t really mind them much. The track “Aquarius” Played in the background as we sat and watched the people on the other side of the river enjoy the day off. They felt very alien to us while the flies were the ones who felt more like one of us. The two quickly became attached to this song, which was pleasing to me as this is one of my personal favourites of the two albums.

There was this one fly that stick out in particular to the three of us. A larger orange coloured mayfly with big bright green eyes who had perched himself on 642′s bag. He didn’t move when poked or prodded at, nor did he flee when we crowded around to see him. He was simply at ease. He was comfortable with us and we were comfortable with him. 642 reached his hand out to the fly who had put its front leg atop his finger as if to hold hands with him. At one point he flew up and parked himself directly on 318′s lips, where he happily sat for a moment or two before returning to his spot on the bag. We named him after the two guys’ friend who was unfortunately unable to make it out to the city to visit and experience this with us.

We had consumed our water fairly quickly at this point, and I was beginning to experience a minor but sharp pain in my abdominal region every time I leaned in close to the fly. I hadn’t eaten since the morning so I attributed this paint to the combination of being hungry, being high, the extreme heat, and possibly drinking too much water a little too fast. The environment was incredibly stimulating, and when I look back to this moment I can only envision bug-eyed patterns in the sky, the water, and the grass and soil with the halo trails of busy flies, darting across over field of vision at every possible second. I took a step back while the lads continued to self stimulate with rocks, water, and that damn sponge. I became increasingly intrigued by a bird that had caught my attention and I began to follow him. He did not seem to be concerned with my approaching him which i found pleasant but odd nonetheless. I also found myself collecting leaves and plants to share with the boys. One leaf in particular really caught my eye. The veins were so clear and distinct, and they looked like tiny culdesacs within tiny neighbourhoods. This leaf joined us for the rest of our adventure.

About an hour and a half of fooling around later, we decided it was about time to start heading back as we were nearly out of water and were still fairly thirsty, and beginning to feel a tad hungry as well. It was surprisingly hard to leave this small and seemingly forgettable area next to the water. The time we spent here truly made it feel like home, in some ways more than my actual home did. We once again stopped under the bridge, this time to remark on the incredible nature of the situation we had just found ourselves in, intensely bonding with arguable the most irritating aspect of mother nature herself. We took some photos of the water and the plants, and shared some photos and videos of events that had taken place a few days prior to this experience. The photographs behaved in ways they shouldn’t. The still images moved and altered themselves similarly tp those tacky holographic cards and framed photos one might purchase at the local super centre or perhaps a small craft sale. Cyclists passed us as we continued to stare in awe at the photographs, feeling their vibrations as they approached and departed from our point of standing. We watched as they passed by, each leaving a trailing halo behind them. It was a beautiful day.

Upon arrival and entry to the home, a wave of cool air came over us and the experience mellowed out almost instantaneously. I will admit this was mildly disappointing. Not mildly- quite severely actually. It had  been roughly three and a half hours since we had first began to feel the effects and this sudden change indicated that the most intense (and in my opinion, most enjoyable) portion of the experience had come to an end. We were all becoming increasingly more famished and rushed to satisfy our thirst before gathering in the bedroom to discuss acquiring some food. It was increasingly difficult to get ourselves organized. 642 had described this as though out of all the possible versions of each of us, the most incompetent of personalities were what took hold of us for the vast majority of the day, the other pieces of ourselves managing to break through for only seconds at a time before losing control once again to the fool within us. We spent several minutes desperately trying to gather our thoughts and things, deciding what we should get, and once again collecting ourselves and our money in anticipation to go get food. Then our crew of high imbeciles were off once again. 

The walk to and through the parking lot was sobering to say the least, and uncomfortably so. Existing in such a civilized and populated area felt artificial and surreal, like some sort of weird fever dream. Being indoors felt claustrophobic and unsettlingly bleak. It was a stark contrast to the isolated but free world of the bugs, plants, and river we had such joy in spending time with just hours earlier.

I had entered the pizza shop to place our order. Interacting with sober people on acid is difficult. They don’t feel like real people, just programmed AI at best. It’s strange. The lady attempted to converse, as I suppose is to be expected. I did not remember how to interact as a human being in society. She said it would be about 4-5 minutes and I promptly went out and relayed the message. They misheard and were shocked the food would be 45 minutes. While we waited for our food to be ready, we headed on into the dollar store a couple units over tp kill some time. This was the longest 5 minutes in history. We ended up picking up a 4 pack of giant crayon-shaped sidewalk chalk. We did not need this item at all, but it too ended up joining us on our adventure. The subtle expectation to make a purchase proved itself o be all too real for 642, despite not really being expected to do so in the first place. 

Once we had successfully obtained our food, it was off to the park we went again. We decided to park our picnic of morons back underneath the bridge. There were some m8ld concerns about looking weird eating pizza under a bridge by the river, but we decided it didn’t matter. We were having a pizza picnic, it didn’t matter where it was held. Human activity and behaviours are only as strange as one allows them to be, and people are unlikely to notice others acting mildly out of the ordinary due to their own insecurities about themselves and how they believe others are going to perceive them. This realization is one of the most freeing things in the human experience.

There was a shrub of sorts next to where we sat that was covered in what must have ben 30 or so large spiky caterpillars. This detail isn’t inherently important to anything, but it is important to me that you are starkly aware of it. It was here where we really began to feel things mellow out. We were absolutely still feeling it, but it was far less intesne than previously. It was very calm here. We sat and heavily enjoyed each others company. We opened up the pack of sidewalk chalk and each chose one of the 4 colours available. 318 Chose the red one, which he proceeded to then get all over everything he touched with his sweaty red chalk covered hands. 642 chose the green one and I went with blue. 

Once we had devoured our food, we set off for a stroll along the water and the rocks. The two wanted to catch the fireworks and we had a couple of hours to kill, so on we went. The sun slowly descended over the horizon as we continued our stroll backward through the park. Multiple stops were made on our journey to sit and relax, reminisce in the events of the day, and browse the endless assortment of stones available to us to take as souvenirs, which 642 indulged in. He grabbed several stones of varying shape, size, and colour to bring home to his girlfriend. At one point we could audibly hear him mutter “why do I do these things for you,” as he hailed the bag full of rocks over his shoulder.

The end of the day approached quickly and seemingly without warning. We found ourselves atop the hill where our adventure together began, surrounded by neighbours, all unfamiliar faces. Music still going strong. The 3 of us sat together, sharing photos and sharing the current experience as bright flickering lights filled the sky above us. This was a peaceful end to our day. 

I returned to work the next day. This was a mistake. The day was miserable. i in no way felt unwell by any means, but I felt wrong in being there. The work environment was dark and barren, a stark contrast from the dream-like experience taken place the day prior. I felt like I did not belong there in that moment. It felt cold and lonely. It was the kind of desolation I never wish to experience again.

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TW: Alex has allot of dark theming in his story, including most of the types of abuse, and addictions. Be careful when reading through.

With notes, from me.

Name: Alexander Dawn Leverett.

Special Titles: Former President of New America, President Alexander, Peacemaker, Our Savior.

I have gone through allot of titles over the years.. I prefer just to be called Alex though..

Username: @alex-computer , or alexluvsu

Nicknames: Alex, Mr.President, Ray of Sunshine, King Alexander, My Lord, Detective Violet.

Age: 22. I don’t feel 22..

Pronouns: He/Ribbit.

Sexuality: Asexual, Gay.

Gender: Trans Man, Frobloomgender, GlitchGender.

Species: Hybrid (Half Human, Half AI.) I am a science experiment essentially..

Disorders: CPTSD, Body Dysmorphia, Hypersexuality, Depression, Autism, Insomnia, Afrid, Suicide Ideation, Morality OCD, Paranoid Schizophrenia, BPD, Maladaptive Daydreamer. Haha.. I’m a little bit broken..

Autism Information: Semiverbal. I can talk, but I like to use other methods instead to communicate..

Physical Conditions: Low Mobility, Synesthesia, Migraines, Chronic Pain, Ambulatory Wheelchair/Crutches User, Hard of Hearing, Partially Blind. ^ See above, broken.

Recovering Addictions: Joy, Self Harm, Sex, Alcohol, Weed, Cocaine, Nicotine (Cigarettes), Meth, Heroin, LSD, Mushrooms, Ecstasy.

One day they won’t be active.. today is not that day though..

Religion: Atheist. I don’t really believe in the power of magic or the gods anymore. At the end of the day I had to save myself.

Job: None, Currently. I would love to be an artist, or a florist one day.. Maybe a teacher or a scientist..

Major: In college, no major. The facility has a program for education.. so I’m taking some basic classes to figure out what I would like to major in.

Lives in: West Virginia, New America, 3025. …..

Languages: English, Ada, French, BASL + Most Languages.

Height: 5’3” …I wish I was taller…

Race: Black.

Ethnicity: African American, A.I.

Accent: British American, Proper. People often tease me for my accent.. I guess it’s because Britain hasn’t taken over America again yet.. so a British accent is a little odd.

Powers: Super Regeneration, Super Speed, Super Strength, Super Intelligence, Laser Eyes, Scanning, Using the Interweb, Manipulating Technology, Electricity, Healing, Water Breathing, Nanomachines, Overwhelming Competence.

Alignment: Lawful Good. I haven’t been lawful good lately…

Text Color: Purple When Happy. Red when Sad/Angry etc.

Main Animal: Frogs, Kangaroos. :)

Other Animals: Bees, Cockroaches, Seals, Lightning Bugs. :)

Main Hobbies: Art, Gardening, Husbandry, Singing, Science, Robotics.

Diet: Can for the most part only eat purple food, Eats things whole, like bones, wrappers, rinds.

People find what I eat weird..

Favorite Drinks: Lemonade, Butterfly Tea, Taro Boba, Hot Chocolate.

Favorite Fruit/Veg: Ube, Grapes, Plums, Watermelon.

Favorite Meals: Scrambled Eggs, Pancakes, Waffles, Ube Pizza, Chicken Noodle Soup, Friendship Bread, Ramen, Sago Soup, Popcorn, Chicken Nuggets, Hot Dogs, Chicken Sandwiches.

Favorite Sweets: Frog Gummies, Fruit Snacks, Chocolate, Poprocks, Purple Gummy Bears, Kohakutou.

Favorite Desserts: Brownies, Ube Icecream, Moon Cakes, Taro Cookies.

Favorite Flower: Violets, Lavender, Wisteria, Dandelions, Lilacs, Sunflowers. :)

Scent: Lavender, The Ocean, Pineapple. Most people say I smell tropical.

Handedness: Left Handed.

Blood Color: A mixture of Red and Oil.

Birthday: September 8th 3003. (Virgo)

Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: Owns several kangaroos, His favorite frog is a Pig nosed frog. has collected every single Pokémon including every shiny Pokémon. :)

Special Interests: Frogs, Nature, Disney, Winnie the Pooh, Pokemon, Stardew Valley, Biology. :D

Comfort Objects: (Fluffernutter) Purple Kangaroo Plush, His Computer, His Furby, Rabbit Plush, His Plants, Seal Plushie, Purple Teddy Bear, Purple Frog Plush, Worm on a String. :D

Stims: Keyboards, Drawing, Knocking on things, Echololia, Playing with Coins, Gemstones, Hand flapping, Bouncing, Computer stims, Ribbiting, Slimes, Squishes, Kinetic Sand, Bee Dancing, Sensory Jars.

Stimboard: LINK

Moodboard: LINK

Fashionboard: LINK

MY POKÉMON TEAM!!!:

MY GENSHIN TEAM!:

ALEX’S HAPPY THINGS!!!:

Purple.

The Sun, Rainbows, Rain.

My computer.

Frogs, Cockroaches, Kangaroos, Bees, Seals, Sea Urchins, Lightning Bugs, Horseshoe Crabs.

The Ocean.

Disney, Winnie the Pooh.

Flowers, Plants, Succulents.

Art.

Pride! 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈

Animal Crossing.

Stardew Valley.

Pokémon.

Isabelle.

Stuffed Animals.

Splatoon.

Robot Pets.

Tangled.

Disney Princesses.

Music Boxes.

Minecraft.

Endermen.

Genshin Impact.

In Games:

Animal Crossing:

Stardew Valley:

(Credit to this portrait maker)

Splatoon:

Weapon: Inkbrush.

Minecraft Skin: LINK

Family:

Stefan Jackson, Tara Jackson (Grandparents, Mothers side). …….

Todd Leverett, Irma Leverett (Grandparents, “Fathers” Side.) Grandpa was nice.. he was the only one who liked me…

Maria Leverett, Stellan Leverett. (Parents.) ……

Jordan Leverett (“Father”) …….

Johnathan Carter (Adoptive Father.) :) Daddy.

Nova Star (Godfather.) :)

Johnathan.Jr Carter (Adoptive Brother.) :) Little Brother.

Michael Ansley. (Adoptive Brother.) :)

Immanuel Ansley. (Adoptive Sibling.) :)!! Immanuel!!

Joan Doe. (Big Sister Figure.)

Samuel Coleman, Micah Coleman. (Adoptive Uncles.) (Strained) ……..

Friends: N/A. I only have a few friends at the moment haha.

Romance: Aven Starclimber (Crush). :)

Pets: :D

Spike (Service Wolf)

Steven (Green Tree Frog.)

Jacob (PacMan Frog)

Satan (Purple Indian Frog)

CAPSLOCK (Desert Rain Frog)

Pumpkin Pie (Pumpkin Frog)

Gumball (Glass Frog)

Greenie (Bullfrog)

Buddies (Sea Monkies)

Brief Personality: Alexander is many things to many people, A savior, a new hope, a villain, a murderer. However in reality he's just a scared kid. He's truly trying to better himself however keeps hitting bumps in the road. He once was a pacifist, however he can't say that about himself now. All he wants is peace and quiet, and maybe a few friends who will listen to him.

Brief Backstory:

Alexander was created as an experiment, the perfect child, a doll, for his mother Maria. The things that Alex went through as a child were nothing short of horrific. Alex was never allowed to go outside, due to his appearance as a child. However when he grew human skin he looked exactly like his mother, a complete carbon copy.

However this didn’t stop the abuse he suffered. Maria seemed to hate everything about Alex, he wasn’t perfect enough, he wasn’t human enough. Even his father neglected him, and Maria’s husband hated him because he knew that he wasn’t his.

Alex remembers every second of it, being born, every bruise, every scar, every insult, every friend of his mother that lingered on his body. But he wanted to be perfect for her. He just wanted to make everyone happy.

He was nine when the war started. At first he was kept in his mother’s care, however when he turned ten his mother handed him over to Salendine Industries. They wanted to see if they could turn Alexander into a superweapon. Using his nano machines as almost like a pulse wave in order to destroy the Rogue A.I.. but first they needed to kill the human side of Alex..

Four years of experimentation later and there was very little progress.. However they decided to test Alex’s skills on an old computer they found, monitoring whether or not he can follow commands. However Alex kept messing up, getting reprogrammed, and then rinse and repeat.

One day, Salendine messed up and caused Alex to faint with one of their reprogramming strategies. Which finally caused Maria to send over the authority to get rid of Salendine. As in the four years they had had the weapon they hadn’t trained it in any capacity.

The Authority takes over Alex’s reprogramming before he escaped, for the first time he was free and away from anyone.

Alex after escaping, became the savior of the apocalypse. Becoming the leader of New America, sacrificing himself, giving up absolutely everything and anything to make people happy. But it still wasn’t enough.

It didn’t matter how hard he sacrificed, he felt the blood on his hands get thicker. He’s seen the light now, and he realizes that maybe he doesn’t need to be anyone’s savior.

Maybe he’s just a kid.

[jstefane]

30.04. Capricorns and Jagermeister. Accenture sucks. Reunion of the sisters and bullying. Sabbat after herbal. Who is the trickster? Black doubles. Cheap, pathetic soap opera. Need for speed. This is what I have dreamed of. The police station is across the street. Rotting scales. Chasing from and anxiety. The road is driving away. Aquarium of a quiet fear and The Green Mile. Badtrip man! Where are the cigarettes?! Buzz killerz. Who is joking and is he joking? Fucking shippers. Morning fractals. Riga on Wednesday. NBA. It is not that kind of happy ending. (LSD Circles)

6.06. Endless IKEA (M. BD x2). Artificial life. The explosion of the oxytocin. Elder soda = abrosia. The Kerouack’s road. War is terrifying. Tarkovsky’s fields. Someone in the wood. Waiting for the storm xD Not ruining ideals. The Chocolate Factory. The final goal is managed by natural instincts. Quick end (of my stomach). Role and position of a man. Zero position. The true Riga. Lana Del Ray, about the freedom. (LSD Rainbow Mandala)

24.06. The Prague Trip. Picnic while searching for worms. See u in the comics papers! A model from fashion magazine covers and botany. Observers. A session at the optometrist or different worlds in different glasses! Endless water restocking. Faces n personalities. Loop-loop¿ We love people! Nya kawaii des! By the side of God. Devil's jazz and the beginning of the journey. Super spies. Personal hygiene and racism. Ugh! Demon or preacher? Going into the park of Eden. Riot in a hell's wannabe store lmao. Bridge of God. Divine child and devilish caretaker. Going down to the backyard. Blinded by faith. Endless climb in search of a toilet. Sisyphus fell, the angel woke up. The floating city of Miyazaki. The pub is closed for us. Rose garden. Evening promenade. Into the clutches of the black dungeon. Home sweet purgatory. NO. Father bleed. Startreks. (LSD Circles)

13.07. Parnu with Ar. I will die but prevent him from having a badtrip! The art is colourful. Hand to hand with Hemingway. North folklores girl. Evangelion. School’s poetry. Ansel – our home from now on. People are kind. Weekend is gone. Sunken ships. The bridges across the seas and rains. New festival or woodworking enterprise. Pier, is scary. Russian tourists. Memorials and monuments. Swinging birds. SPA n pools! Are we locked up? In cramped conditions and mud. Snakes and statues. Lul pizza. Minu teine mina. An unexpected revelation. Badекшз from boredom and wine. Family? Caroline is her own nightmare. Don't let the dawn catch us here. (LSD Anonymous)

26.07. KOMETA. The heat broke me. Hippie wind. Vl. is kind. We seduced Vl. The waiting has killed itself. Unexpected strange acquaintances with a heroin addiction. Not attracted to anything. Perhaps this was unnecessary. Pachamamas beauty. I'm sorry. (Shy Guy Y)

25.07. Dirty sprite and gummy bears. Head hurts. We are just like kids. I love him tbh. (LIN)

[witheryouth]

so I tried LSD for the first time this weekend...

Wish I could say the entire experience was nice. Only about half of it was “okay.” 

As things were ramping up, everything was on the brink of overwhelming. For context, I do get anxious when I smoke weed but I’m at a point where I understand that feeling quite well - I know my limits and I know how to give myself time to calm down if necessary. I’ve only tried a low dose of mushrooms once and LSD was very similar mentally where my brain was constantly buzzing with thoughts and anxieties. If left unaddressed too long, those thoughts became uncomfortable. As long as I was either speaking those thoughts aloud or changing the topic of conversation with my GF, things were okay.

The visuals during the “okay” part were definitely something I was able to appreciate. Everything was moving, dust bunnies in the corners of my living room were suddenly whole environments, every line in the wall and ceiling was accentuated. Looking at skin was the most uncomfortable part since veins stood out much more than usual and would then have patterns emanate off of them.

Eventually something flipped though and I got fixated on writing things down in a notebook, and that’s where the trip went really bad. I truly don’t remember much of the 2nd half of the trip. I think I got absorbed with the idea that in this “elevated state,” I was in a different plane of understanding, and was able to write down statements from myself or my soul or whatever that carried more raw truth to them (I know now this is bullshit). I got stuck in some thought loops - again, I cannot remember what or why - and I somehow convinced myself I was living in a couple different realities. One was a reality where, at age 27, I had fully imagined the world around me since birth. I was the center of the universe, and I had an “epiphany” that nothing around me was genuine - including my GF. Another reality - and I realize this sounds like stereotypical fictional LSD “bad trip” - was that I thought I was living in a simulation. I thought that at any moment I was going to faint and “wake up” outside the simulation. In both of these realities I felt stuck and really thought I’d be living out the rest of my life in these states.

Anyway my GF got fed up and walked out of our apartment to go to the park by herself (she wanted me to come too but I swear to God at the time I thought “going to the park” was a euphemism for being raptured or something), which only freaked me out more. I spent at least an hour or so just pacing my apartment, truly thinking I was trapped. I eventually just tried to sleep. Time went by, my GF came back, and those realities started to fade. I went the park with my GF but I was still truly scared and confused about what had just happened.

I apparently said some things during that second half of the trip that upset my GF and I had to spend the entire next day consoling her that, no, me high on LSD is not a reflection of how I feel on a day to day basis.

Needless to say I don’t think I need to try LSD again anytime soon - if at all. If I were to do it again though, I’d want confirmation on how much the dose is. This dose was in a gummy bear form that I got for free from a friend who didn’t want it anymore. I think I’d also want to be outside with at least one friend who has done it before and can help out if things turn sour.

Anyway that’s my story lol. Figured I needed to put it somewhere.