#Respect the snorf

[bearotonin-international]

Apologies for it taking a bit longer than intended! It turned out we only had 18 count Aida so I had to change the design. Feel free to DM me where you want it mailed to!

Oh. Oh. Oh. MY. GOD

This. This is

The most

Amazing

Fabulous

Wonderful

Splendid

Beautiful

Fantastic

PERFECT!!!!!!

thing we have ever seen.

We hope you know how much sheer and utter unadulterated JOY you have brought the team. The team is about to cry. The happiest of happy tears. So much bearotonin from this beautiful magnificent astounding respect of snorf

The team loves you so so much. The team loves you endlessly. The team is losing our collective shit

[kingprinceleo]

🫂🫂🫂 I relate but don't worry, you are deserving of respect and admiration. You don't need to push yourself to be posting many finished pieces for anyone's approval, the sketches prove you're human, prove you think and create like everyone else. It's like getting to see a part of your mind, how you do the amazing things you do.

Plus the fact you can draw the things you do at all and it all just be considered unfinished sketches , it's amazing just as the fact you can draw these things at all! It's so fluid and gorgeous and well done, worthy of respect.

djdjfjfj idk about the admiration part I am just a little wretched creature but wahhhh tyyyyy 🥲

My sketches give you just a little taste into my twisted and sick mind ....... /j /ref (it is two men kissing 80% of the time AJDJDNFFJ)

I would like to do more final pieces tho, I have a really hard time spending more than one day on an artwork, I just kinda have a hard time maintaining focus on stuff :( womp womp

But aaaa tysm again sneef snorf

[memorycycle]

there may be a lot of rice grains in the your bowl and you might be tempted to snorf it all quickly . but you still have to treat each one with the same amount of respect .they have feelings . you have to eat them one at a time

[nat-20s]

Assumption: you’re snorfing :0 another assumption: you enjoy cozy sweaters or fun socks with funky prints on them. Another assumption: you respect the noble pigeon

All true!!! Pigeons are my best friend and I have SO MANY funky patterned sweaters and socks and I'm always snorfin here

[lothricknightgirl]

They look like their names would be Snorf and Kyrk respectively

I’m crying over this picture

[worldsandmuses]

ooc: musings on Owl in 3Below

//Okay, so in talking with my friend as they’ve been liveblogging watching 3Below, it really got me thinking about if Owl took on his Oliver Druze persona and became a teacher in Arcadia Oaks and was actually one of those who not only helped Krell, Aja and them learn how to properly fit in, but was also the one to show why certain rules are in place in our country and then use those rules in order to gain more legal protections for them against people like Kubritz and the Pidgeon/bird bounty hunter.

//He would’ve taught them how, just as rule of law is important on Akaridion 5, so too is it important in every country and civilization in the worlds, known and unknown. He would teach them that respecting the rules of the land, kingdom, country, and planet you are in both keeps you safe and shows respect for the land and it’s people around you.

//It would’ve also given a better side of Owl as a legal immigrant (albeit inter-dimensional immigrant) and his success story being able to extend to Aja and Krell in helping gain them rights as both refugees and foreign dignitaries/ambassadors of their world in the US with “Cantalopia” as the legal codename for Akaridion 5.

//He also would’ve been the one to demand legal recognition for Aja, Krell and Varvatos as dignitaries from Akaridion 5 and all the protections held by foreign dignitaries therein. This would mean that Kubritz could no longer hunt them and that the only people who would have any leeway with them would be the US dignitaries/ambassadors.

//Also he’d probably have taken Strickler’s place as history teacher after Uhl took on the role of principle so he would have plenty of opportunity to see how well Aja and Krell are learning their after-school tutoring sessions in being human. Granted, he’d still think Stewart was rather disgusting (especially with the snorfing pot) but he’d hold his peace and definitely advise the group on the side of caution when dealing with Kubritz.

//Though during the escape, he probably would have left the truck to help our shocky boi, possibly exposing himself as an inter-dimensional alien himself. Probably would’ve tried to portal himself and Tronos away - though for story sake, he likely failed and would either be captured or wounded, forcing him to retreat without Tronos.

[jaybusbeeis50-blog]

Kelly Dwyer

Those mislaid in musicology recognize John Lennon's grinning lean on the lyric "AT BUSBEE," shouted by the bandleader partway through the Beatles' performance of "Dig It," a throwaway track recorded in late 1968 and eventually released on 1970's 'Let It Be' LP.

Various examples of the "AT BUSBEE" estimation can be heard on the myriad bootleg leaks culled from those Lennon-led sessions, including a spirited (and some would offer, "superior") pull at the "AT BUSBEE" call-and-response echo at the 55-second mark of the Beatles' "Dig It (Alternative Version)," a flimsier reading of the theme which coaxes the listener to immediately examine and just as urgently disregard any loose connection between the documentation of the performance art, such as it was, and the nearly-completed construction of Atlanta's I-285 highway loop.

What even fewer care about is Mr. Busbee's place as an exit route, of sorts, utilized by songwriters and performers alike in the cruel decades since Lennon's infamous snorf.

Ending a column about sports with a tidy remark can be a chore, but finding the right lyrics to drown out the end of disappointing verse looms as even further frightening for writer and recording artist alike, which is why various interpretations of the "BUSBEE"-call were applied for sad ages as a shouted stand-in for instances of deft lyrical wit and/or compelling musicianship. In the interest of brevity and copyright law, we will only include a smattering of song titles for curious listeners to research.

Cincinnati Snifter and the Careful Yokes - "Dime For Your House, Dollar For Your Dog" Clamp 'N' Brackets - "J-Turn on Tuesday (Caitlyn's Back Tomorrow)" Parnch and His Tudeinals - "Album To Fill Out" Diffseal - "Mind My Vapor Hose [Unplayable Edit]" Langston Palps and the Get-Gones - "It's Your Hat (If I Say It Is)" Raaphorst - "Not a Rapper (Now This is Raaphin)"

This list goes on, if one lets it.

As always, we ask that you respect the RIAA Curve.

[bearotonin-international]

I'm totally open to suggestions on little decorations and colours (I am really not good at deciding on colours)! The little green dots are there just to help me indicate where the mid-line is for symmetry, they're not part of the actual design. But, here is a rough draft. I hope the team is doing well and is having a relaxing holiday.

This. This is

Marvelous. Delightful. Magnificent. Everything we hoped and dreamed for

The team is filled with so much joy right now, thank you! 💙💙💙💙

May we make one small request color-wise? The team is not particularly fond of yellow or orange so maybe any other color at all for the snorf? We are not picky though (other than our strange team-wide aversion to orange and yellow), and trust wholeheartedly in your artistic expertise!

The team cannot express how much we love this.

[the-abyssmal]

After a moment of the man speaking the hydra had remained silent. Contemplating the series of events that he had stated before finally visibly his skin had become more slippery. The mucus sliding off his skin and allowing him to slip away from the ringmaster's arms as he stood up and distanced himself. His heads were lowered, like an animal in caution as his beady eyes stared at him in silence. This time none of his mouths moved when he spoke. Rather a soft ringing in Jacks had begun. It was less annoying than the one before, this time it whispered ever so silently in his head.

”I understand. Then you do not need me anymore.” came the soft response. ”He brings you happiness, I know in your head I do not. Deep down I know I don’t. Jack, I can see it.” he didn't allow the ringmaster to object this time. ”I'm reading your mind, the thing you've always wanted me to do. I bring loathing, you weren’t happy to see me when I appeared here just now. You can’t hide it. -It is exactly what you mean Jack you can’t lie. You were going to drive me away before all of this.”

He took a few steps back, rolls of black inky substance going down his various snouts as he continued his stare. ”Be with him, I don’t bring anything you need. Clearly.” he took a quick step back before Jack could even approach. ”Jack.” he said sternly. ”You.. no, all of you. You never thought I was capable of much. I can read that. It hurts me to see now that you always thought I was nothing more than a monster than didn’t understand human contact. You claim I treat you as an object, but you do the same with me. Although I am not surprised. Your kind imprisoned my brother, while you used me as an act to gain money. Even when I tried to show you feelings, you still believed I was nothing more than a beast. I’m told to perform tricks and do various acts, I thought you liked those. I don’t have eyelids but I believe the term is ’never batted an eyelash’ to your whims. I fully believed I was more than just an act in your show. I thought you wanted me around, our children. WERE MY CHILDREN JUST A MEANS FOR MONEY??” his heads inhaled, clearly he was getting angry again. Snorfs came from his snouts as he tried to calm himself down. His claws digging into the dirt as more black inklike liquid came from his eyes and now his mouth. The mucus sizzled on the ground with every drop that touched the grass melting it away into decay. Even if Jack made him upset he still had a small sliver of respect towards the man. Opting to keep his voice at a minimum to spare him the pain. ”Speak Jack. My patience grows thin.” he hissed between fangs, keeping his voice volume to a minimum.

the-abyssmal‌:

The hydra paused, heads twisting to stare at the man with confusion. He wasn’t expecting him to yell. Jack hardly ever raised his voice. The large beast let out a whine, its legs tucking underneath its body as it huffed loudly. A voice whispering in the mans ears as he spoke softly. ”How am I supposed to understand what being person means if no one is around to teach me?”

Umbra had made a point. He hardly understood much of being a human. Spare of what Sera had shown him. He didn’t understand burgers until then. Nor there had to be public manners. Why were there manners specifically for eating in front of other humans? You were all eating the same thing, who cared if you were messy. At least you weren’t fighting for the food.

Although he was angry just moments ago, he remained still in his state. Waiting for the man to continue speaking. At least that’s what he had understood so far, Jack wasn’t finished with what he had to say. Another whine emitted from his throat. Heads lowering down to the ground as he layed there. Snorfing to himself in the dirt as he buried his snouts into the ground to hide his faces. He was extremely frustrated.

♠️ - Part of him was surprised to see the hydra obey so quickly, and so remorsefully– but he wasn’t complaining.  He could tell by the way he moved and spoke that it was a difficult thing for him to do, restrain that sense of destruction, and he actually felt a bit bad for having yelled, but what else was he to do?  Now that the searing pain in his head had ceased, he was able to speak more calmly, more coherently; and that was an opportunity he didn’t let slip.  

“I’m sorry for shouting, Umbra,” He murmured, within seconds of actually being able to do so.  He approached him again, but this time he was much more hands-on, leaning into him fearlessly and taking a moment to stop his ranting so he could dump off the remaining small animals he’d been carting with him.  Two more squirrels, and a full-grown rabbit.  It was going to be his dinner, but he’d figure something else out– he had to treat the hydra too.  It wasn’t as if any of this was his fault, exactly.  At least, he didn’t think it was.

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[bearotonin-international]

Where would we send the "Respect the Snorf" crossstitch?

Due to general internet safety guidelines, the team is not comfortable answering that publicly, but would share the address over private message. We do feel comfortable publicly saying that Bearotonin HQ is located East Coast USA

[bearotonin-international]

Massive shout out and thank you to @astrophysical-bean for being straight up amazing and kind and generous and the marvelous wonderful talented heavenly provider of snorf respect art

[bearotonin-international]

the people have spoken: the snorf shall be respected

Stop everything and look at Anana snorfing peanut butter

[bearotonin-international]

It’s true. The team is so so so delighted and full of joy by this beautiful snorf respect art and grateful to @astrophysical-bean for making this happen. We had to share our joy with our good friend @grizzly-bear-official

Apologies for it taking a bit longer than intended! It turned out we only had 18 count Aida so I had to change the design. Feel free to DM me where you want it mailed to!

Oh. Oh. Oh. MY. GOD

This. This is

The most

Amazing

Fabulous

Wonderful

Splendid

Beautiful

Fantastic

PERFECT!!!!!!

thing we have ever seen.

We hope you know how much sheer and utter unadulterated JOY you have brought the team. The team is about to cry. The happiest of happy tears. So much bearotonin from this beautiful magnificent astounding respect of snorf

The team loves you so so much. The team loves you endlessly. The team is losing our collective shit

[bearotonin-international]

@astrophysical-bean You are currently the whole team’s favorite person 💙💙💙

While the official Bearotonin International branding colors are light blue, the team will admit to having a lifelong love of pink :)

I'm totally open to suggestions on little decorations and colours (I am really not good at deciding on colours)! The little green dots are there just to help me indicate where the mid-line is for symmetry, they're not part of the actual design. But, here is a rough draft. I hope the team is doing well and is having a relaxing holiday.

This. This is

Marvelous. Delightful. Magnificent. Everything we hoped and dreamed for

The team is filled with so much joy right now, thank you! 💙💙💙💙

May we make one small request color-wise? The team is not particularly fond of yellow or orange so maybe any other color at all for the snorf? We are not picky though (other than our strange team-wide aversion to orange and yellow), and trust wholeheartedly in your artistic expertise!

The team cannot express how much we love this.

[bearotonin-international]

The team would be endlessly grateful if some kind soul were to make a needlepoint/cross stitch bearing “Respect the Snorf” on it. We are in desperate need of decoration for Bearotonin International headquarters. We would do it ourselves, but tragically, we don’t have any team members with enough talent

Stop everything and look at Anana snorfing peanut butter

[reallydeafeningnacho]

Mad snorf respect

Stop everything and look at Anana snorfing peanut butter