#all frum tha i

[djevilninja]

Ollie, Ollie, all come free, bending the corner, Blowed with a pocket full of weed. Serving all enemies, fuck your whole set - This is the Westside Connect, I'm stealing to the neck.

Westside Connection feat K-Dee, The Comrads, All Frum Tha I - Hoo-Bangin' (WSCG Style)

[interdimensionalaskblog]

idk anything about this but you all seem like such silly fellows and all the names are so cool :0 so heeereesss a question, what do you (whoever gets this) do?

EEK!!! our firzt azk!! thank you zozozozozoooo much!! i run tha hotel,, az well az the gamez, and the cafeteria!! (with help frum bunzen ofc,,) nothing 2 complikated,, but i lub my job ^_^

-Z!!

[ferromagnetiic]

Absolutely NO ONE could have been able to prepare Linn for one of Kid's infamous birthday parties. She was very aware of there being lots of drinks; finding herself too indulging in one or other intoxicating liquor, however, was not on her list tonight. And all after telling herself she will be responsible and stay sober. Oh well. That was something the mink was promising hours ago. Time really was fleeting. Her little fluffy head is fogged up, waddling clumsily around the table and trying to maneuver her feet towards the birthday boy in question.

     ❝ CAPTAAAAAIN   !   How arr yoo doin'   ? ❞     Her rough tongue brings out only slurred words, accompanied by happily narrowed eyes. Bloodshot already. Patting her captain's broad shoulder with a prideful purr, Linn managed to position a finely wrapped box, not even small, onto the redhead's lap.     ❝ A li'l somethin' frum the ship's kidden, y'know   ? ❞     An embarrassing giggle, which most likely will be a weapon of teasing tomorrow.

Knowing her captain oh so well, the feline got her hands on a starter kit for wood and metal work. Something you would not gift a grown adult, rather a child between six and ten years old. He liked tinkering, right   ?   Maybe the shopkeeper misread her description of searching for a present for a tech fanatic 'kid' wrong. Unfortunate name his mother picked for him in that case.

     ❝ C'mon on now. Open it. Open ~ . . . ❞     Idly 'holding' his drink, taking a sip juuust to make sure it was not poisoned, and soon having trouble gulping down the burning liquid, a sharp breath. The cat lounges against his arm, eyes fixed on the box. He must like it.     ❝ Fffuck whad the hell arr yoo zzrinkin'   ?   Kerosene   ? ! ❞

     【 KID'S BIRTHDAY 2024. 】 @medicus-felini

           The cat's pissed.      Completely and utterly sloshed. The celebration has only just started, and she's obviously completely lost herself to the juice already. She rarely partakes in casual daytime drinking nor wild drunken partying alike, so Kid supposes it's inevitable that she would succumb to her intoxication faster than the rest of them. She's slurring her words and giddily stumbling around, but she looks like she's loving every moment of it, so he can't say he has any objections. It's nice to have her joining them; he was concerned she might become overly paranoid and start trying to lecture him about not accidentally meeting his untimely end by poisoning his liver. As long as nobody needs to get their stomach pumped after she inevitably blacks out later, it would all be fine.

She ambles over to him like a newborn kitten just learning where her feet are, and then she is swiping his drink from him and barely downing a single sip from the glass. Copper eyes follow her movements, though he does not intend to restrain her before the liquid has slipped down her throat.

❝ Naw, nooh kerosene; gotta ask Heat for that. Tha's absinthe. Bit much for the ship's kitten, ay? ❞

Though he is usually averse to being touched, tonight he is hammered, he is surrounded by people he loves, and he is happy. With scarcely enough time for her to catch her breath, he abruptly ensnares her with his right arm to pull her tightly against his side in a drunken embrace. His body radiates warmth, and his breath carries traces of all the drinks he has already finished, but he still holds her directly against him anyway.

❝ Oi, oi. Bein' spoiled, am I? Figured ye'd just write me a prescription. Nooh a half chewed rat, is it? ❞ The part about the dead rat is obviously a joke. The part about the prescription is also a joke unless she decides to actually take him up on it.

His smile is broad, all teeth, like he's thoroughly entertained by her inebriation. Taking the box she's delivering to him, he continues to squeeze her even more firmly against his torso, pinching her between his arm and his body as he uses both hands to unwrap the gift in his lap. It was beautifully presented until he peels the paper apart, and he automatically hands the decorative ribbon to her for her to play with if she pleases.

The picture on the front of the box and the colorful letters leave no amount of room for questioning what it is. A children's woodwork project kit, which when completed will create a little wooden boat with metal wheels on the underside so it can roll across the floor. There are no sharp instruments involved; only pre-cut pieces of wood, some screws, tiny metal wheels that must be assembled, and a square sheet of soft sandpaper. It was the kind of simplistic design that even tots barely out of their infancy could piece together without much assistance from an adult.

As soon as he's registered what it is she's given him, he's lifting the top of the box to peer at the pieces inside. The wooden blocks, intended for the smallest of hands, feel vaguely familiar, despite the fact he was never gifted a set like this in his youth.

The memory is hazy, but he still distantly remembers almost twenty years ago — making his own toys out of whatever pieces of scrap he found lying on the ground. In the days before he had anyone on his side, he built his friends out of tin cans and pieces of wire. He vaguely recalls one in particular; a soup can 'robot' with a menacing smile he painted on for its face. The can he used for his head had originally been crudely stabbed open with a knife, and the ends of the wire he used for his body were exposing needle-sharp tips, so every time he played with it he would end up with fresh cuts and smears of blood on his hands — yet, despite that, he carried that little silver doll around like his favorite toy for as long as he could hold on to it.

          He doesn't remember exactly what became of it. It was just a painted tin can, after all.

That younger him would've fawned, thrilled, and marveled over the cast metal and limewood underneath the press of impatiently indulgent fingers. A toy of similar caliber would’ve never made it into his possession, no matter how much effort he invested in saving up. It's a few years late, but that's just how things work out sometimes, he supposes.

Red lips abruptly plant themselves on top of the Mink's hair, delivering a swift kiss to her head, staining her in a perfect blotch of lipstick; an obnoxious patch that would doubtlessly remain for the rest of the night.

Had someone else amongst his crew been the one to hand him such a ridiculous gift, he would've perhaps taken it to be a good-natured prank; or an affectionate tease at best, aiming to bait him. The whole lot of them: playfully, wonderfully annoying in the only way that's familiar to their petulant captain. It seems unlikely that Linn would be guilty of committing the same crime. She was the sweetest of their bunch — and would sooner profusely apologize than risk aggravating him.

Hell, Kid won't even allude to the fact that it's been a pretty damn long time since he last considered an entry level kit like this as being anywhere near challenging. Gag gift or not, the sight of her earnest excitement made it clear that the present had come from a good place with thoughtful intentions. He merely snorts, and continues to drawl.

     ❝ Ah, yer a guid girl, Linn.           Thank ye. ❞

          With that, he's then replacing the lid back on top so he doesn't disrupt any of the pieces inside, mindful to not let anything fall out only for it to become lost for the rest of time underneath a chair.

     ❝ ...Hoo plastered d'ya think I can get if I take a shot for e'ery piece I put together? ❞

          The gift is so well appreciated it will now be turned into a drinking game.

[shippityhoppity]

i post frum tha depthz of tha mariana trench. im tha deepest of all deep sea creaturez

[aftrskool]

TO BE HONEST !!!! i love graffiti i think its lovely i love seeing peoples little scribbles in otherwise unnotable places it makes me smile and recognizing different tags around the place makes me feel more connected 2 my community & im thankful there R those out there who would risk fines or jail and stuff so that they can leave their little message or signature or doodle on a wall or electric box. just another reminder that u R not alone even if it feels like u R where u live...like little messages in bottles around the place..and add color & design & expression 2 tha world.ive always wanted 2 collect photos of local tags i recognize but i dont trust the pics to not be geotagged cuz i never want 2 post anything or have a collection with all those locations that sum pig or HOA freak could use the data frum 2 try and get rid of them in real life. cuz i love them 

i want 2 1 day give a letter or message to the person behind the FECK tag in my area full of my thanks and appreciation cuz their little tags keep me going they really do i value them a lot && the person in millers lane that wrote HAPPY 2022 BE HAPPY in yellow this new yrs it makes me smile and its beenn one of my inspirations this year i took a photo and printed it and its in my diary forever cuz its just so happy and a lovely sentiment and it makes me smile and i remember kicking rocks and bottles in millers lane wandering cuz i was suicidaland depressed and didnt have anything else to do with myself or anywhere to go and i found it and it made me smile and feel so less alone....if U r the kind of person to go ‘umm well you wouldnt want that on your house would u’ WELL you know what..maybe i would if its graffiti that could help spark something sweet and warm like that in someone else. and EVEN IF you wouldnt want it on yer house well it doesnt take much 2 respect art even if you dont think its pretty theres still lots 2 value like the sentiment behind it and color and stylization & design & typography even if its just some kids name scrawled on a lamp post .... and i mean it...RLLY!!!!

[weird-things-to-think]

Well, let me tell ya bout dis wurd, "palaver." I dunno mutch bout it, but I figgered I'll splain it tha best I can wif what lil brane power I got. Buckle up, cuz dis gon be a wild ride.

Palavar: A Confuzing Wurd

So, first off, palaver iz like when peeple is talkin and talkin and talkin, and not reely sayin much. Ya know, like when Aunt Marge keeps goin on an on bout her kat Mittens havin a "speshul meown," an yer like, "Whut? Why we tawkin bout dis?"

It ain’t jus babblin fer no reezun. Nuh-uh. It’s like, when folks git all fancy an try to "negotiate" stuff but they jes end up chattin an flappin their gums. Thas wat palaver iz—spendin more time jawin than actuallee fixin stuff. Sum fancy folk sez it comes frum sum Afrika place where it ment like tradin wurds er sumthin? But who nose!

How Ta Palaver Lyke a Pro

If’n ya ever wanna palaver, herez a few tips:

Use Big Wurds: Don’t matter if’n ya know wat they meen. Jes throw em in there! “Indubitably,” “efferversent,” or even “spanktuary” work gud.

Tawk Real Slow An' Drawn Out: Make it seem like yer figgerin out somethin real komplercated, but reely yer jus wastin sum time.

Repeat Stuff: Cuz repetishun is how ya make things sound importent. Also repetishun.

Iz Palaver Useful?

Not reely. But it’s entertanein. Sum folks dun even know they doin it, an’ they kin go on for hours. You can’t git a wurd in edgways wif em. If ya evur meet one of dem folks, best advice? Jes nod an say, “Ah, I see,” or “Indubitably,” cuz it makes ya look smart, two.

Why I Wrote This (I Ain't Sure)

So dats all I got ta say bout palaver. Hope it cleerd stuff up sum. I ain't no fancy-dancy scholur, so if'n ya need more info, best luk it up yerself.

But remember: if'n ya keep jawin an sayin nuthin, yer prolly doin sum palaverin!

[chonnysinferno]

i am So bored so i guess i will expose myself as “not a cjshipper but not NOT a cjshipper tbh” anyway i will send you more music

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLuYLhuXt4HrRFeV7wSFL-1LRMtj5353pq&si=xH73KXa9wHS_C4Yu KIJETESUMIKYOKU MY BELOVED

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLuYLhuXt4HrRIt7XTnyygXomDqlW3xPFK&si=GUDQMCzy0apcWb5d ryuupekosi also my beloved!!!!!!

what was i saying oh right GO LISTEN TO JAN USAWI’S MUSIC RN AND GO TO BANDCAMP AND LISTEN TO ALL OF TOKI GAMING RIGHT NOW AND ALSO 8 (LUKA TU WAN)

https://youtu.be/-ILcH66zGcY this also

i can’t think of anything else i’ve been listening to lately besides maybe jreg and that would give you another thing to put on your dni, centricide fans /this is a JOKE

random song that i usually don’t listen to things in the type of: https://youtu.be/6xr_nVyNMMY

frums is based and other such good qualities: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_mu9g_dVsgBz6d8vuWCsyPai59U8XeD8BM&si=buAGe2-pHnKEKm-E

while we r here go listen to dead but dreaming and sisyphus by vivivivivi (5 vi’s)

strobe light: https://youtu.be/7sKs7INaEoA?si=OTjLWaQx5CHtJ3Ws

finally, kulupu jan tenpo: https://youtu.be/fWHZz7ZCXqw?si=43agffZaBd0QvuSr

(i sent you the playlists to all of the songs in kijetesumikyoku n ryuupekosi but they r medleys by jan Misali so, also jan Misali’s other covers and stuff are good and i like their video essays)

(i was about to say like “i could send you ilo tenpo pi sin ala aka time machine reprise in toki pona” but i might as well just do it so: https://youtu.be/gl3W8-IwETc)

(i would send you anachronism but i have looked into myself and found the answer that that would be unnecessary self promotion so letter which has no negative or positive connotations + have a good day + i can send you a post with resources on toki pona + don’t die and other such)

on the cj shipper thing i do not really care to be honest if youre not weird about it / mention it and such its just a personal ick and i dont associate oyu with cj shipping anyways so i wouldnt have known i thought it was you as i dont rememrb anyone else who was associated with toki pona i wasnt going to reac h out to you tho becasue i dont rememebr your user + uhuhuhuuhuhuhuh yea! i cannot interact with other users without lookign like a freak i have negative feelings about you from something but i do not remember what! so i think that is probably in the past anyways onto the music tthese are not usually my genre of music but they are calming adn soothing and i like that the miku one is more up my alley because i am a vocaloid fan but on the side of faster paced music mostly because i cannot listen to slower music without getting bored the music is still good though and there is a lot of it and i will try to listen to it all in the span of a few months. or days ull never know i think this was obvious by the fact i enjoy artists like chonny jash , will wood , and other thingfs in that category (although i understand that their music has variety i enjoy songs like uhhh TME TSE THA rather than say NMTK and SaaST or. CCCC over CiD,, hm ill just link some things under the keep reading as a sample of music taste to not make this post any longer thjan it already is 😭😭😭 *) (edit : nvm theres not even a keep reading itll just be there ig) i think i have listened to vivivivivi's & lamp's music before!!!! i have enjoyed both so far but vivivivivi's more somehwat because of the pixel esque style of music (whihc might not be true for all of the songs they produxce but i am not a huge fan i am a norma;l enjoyer. somewhat) lamp i know is swomewhat in the calming / slow music section ^_^ alos not a huge fan because ive only listened to like one or two songs sooo i do not know toki pona which i think makes up a lotof this post / ask so it would bne great if oyu did send me a post about toki pona 👍 overall summary : music not my usual taste, does not mean they are bad, they are awesome anywasys, will try to listen to all of it when i can also self promotion is okay gimme em have a good day also and also do not die because that would be horrible o7 edit 2 : nvm we jammin edit 3 : you shouldve shared the vocaloid related ones with me first i wouldve been so hooked these are so good

* i do not have a playlist for these so bear withj me

most / all of everything is a lot also SELF-iSH i prefer those over uhhh icimi (in case i make it) and TNA (the normal album) i m not sure what else to put here. throws these at you (you dont have to listen to these btw)

[djevilninja]

*West Coast Wednesday!*

This 187 got my mind under stress, ‘Cause even clamin' Dub S you need a bulletproof vest. You know the game, nigga, when you're Doggin' & Loccin'; Kill the first thing moving and catch the first thing smoking.

All Frum Tha I and Mack 10 - Get Yo Bang On

[crownprincex]

@mr-pulvis

M'curious but terrified to even ask...

Nuddin’ bad ‘appened. Jus’...Ma--Lucifer’s cranky ‘n’ Rook’s fuggin’ deli’ed.

Med a new family member ‘cause ‘is fadder dropped ‘im off ‘n’--sumtimes I ged gif’s frum ex’ended family.

Kinda all awkward ‘n’...weird ‘til is jus’, ya know, ma, pa, Li, me ‘n’ tha new kid.

[loplainlointhemorning]

top 10 reeling with pj harvey moments

1. ‘how am I supposed to go on stage with Busty Harvey™️’

2. pj washing something in the toilet thats never addressed again

3. bisexual drum pj

4. ‘the old BAG. the old SLUT’

5. Polly, curiously: ‘is that pot?’

6. ‘these err my glaysses. all tha waye frum n-ew york citee.’

7. pj fitting an entire half a tangerine in her mouth like an angler fish

8. ‘my lipstick is only sloppy because my lips don’t begin or end. im doing my best’

9. ‘I feel like i should have a shot of whiskey’

10. steve vaughn humming the funeral march while polly cries over not playing well

bonus:

captain beefheart just woke me up hair

[sharpieismywarpaint]

hai!!! im rlly in2 scene stuffz but i waznt when it waz at itz peak!!! do u have any scene muzik recz :3?

yessirebob :3 Okai so i will do this on liek a mohs scale of musical hardness thing (a cookie 4 U if u know wat dat is....) frum electronica 2 happy hardcore \(//_^)/... so dis is bawbs scale of scenical hawtneszz

-  teh Medic dRoid- Fer sure 

- S3RL classix mashup

- uNicorns Killed My Girlfriend ...I Loove dis song SO MUCH u gaiz

- Tune Up- Raverszz Fantasy

- skriLLex - Scary monsterzz & nice sprites

- MiNDLeSs SeLf iNduLgence .. this band is like 90% of wat i listen 2 on a day2day basis theyres soo good w00t

- caramelldansen (dis wuz played at my middle school dance hahahahha)

- Kelsey-Metro Station (my fave metro station song)

- Evrrytime we Touch .. first song i evar glowstick raved 2 ^^

- N!TRO - Stacy's a Scene kid 

- Scott broWn - Roll Tha Track 

- geoffery Paris - scene kidz 

- Freaxxx - brokencyde 

- RotEEN - miku iS sTiLL Alive

Naow 4 sum happy hardcore...

- Happy2bHardcore - Break Of Dawn

- Unique - Distant Skies

- Happy Hardcore - Shooting Star~~*~

- Trixxy - Sunrise

Dis is my favorite freakin genre U gaiz i loove happy hardcore so much just listen 2 all the happy 2 B hardcore anthologies teh 3rd 1 is my favorite..

U can also take a look at my music tag =)

[undead-mew]

Mightyreep: "FINE. FINE! FINE!!!! YA WANNA KNOW SO BAD??"

Mightyreep: "WE DID THIS T'STOP TH' MAD DOG DISEASE FRUM SPREADIN' T' ME."

Mightyreep: "THA'S ALL AH'M SAYIN' 'BOUT IT!! ‘TIS PERSONAL PACK BUSINESS!!!"

Caroline: "So, if I became an honorary pack member, could you tell me more?"

Mightyreep: "PEH!!! FAT CHANCE!! YOU COULDN'T EVEN BECOME HONORARY PREY!!" 

[weirdssbfanfics]

Reading: Subpar Smush Broas Mishan Forum God 2: The REEL Sekwel! LAUREN U R DUM (Chapter Seven)

... We’re back. Almost three years later, we have a new reading ready of Despair Smash’s sequel.

To be completely fair, I was asleep the whole time.

Summary: Aftar escap frum Lauren and Katey and Mattel Fase Sara entars a jost.

... I’ve been gone for so long I forgot how to read this.

TW for rape mention, animal death.

Now, a word on the author. We here at WSSBF are well aware that “Sara” is a troll, and this is supposed to make fun of conservatives and Christians. However, we will continue this as if this was serious. Why?

Because it’s more fun, that’s why. Come on, we’ve been away for two and a half years, please let us have this one.

Also, we’ve been away for so long, that we don’t remember a ton of the characters... So that’ll be fun.

Notes: I c Obema is stil payen libruls 2 insalt my storey. Wuts wors is taht alota tham r foreners so Epona isant evan crating Amurican jibs by doen this (nut taht Obaba lieks maekin Amerken joebs becuz he gets rad of them with his hi texas on teh job craters liek my dad and also wtih job-killen regalatons).

... This was funnier before the 2016 election actually. I mean, I’m a fictional character so what do I know, but I do use the internet a lot. Farce is becoming reality and I don’t like it.

So aneyway I wantad my mom 2 let me stay hoem agen so i cold watch moar gam of throns (off coarse I didant tel her im watchen that becuz my parants dont want me 2 wach that), butt she mad me goto skool. My mom iz so meen! Butt aneyway this tim i wuz watchen and teh gay guy who wantad 2 be keen is ded now. He wuz kill by his brothar Stains and a red-hared ladey. I remamber heerin a lon tim ago that teh vershan of Christenaty they hav in Briten is caled teh Chirch off Inglend. I gess in teh chirch off Engold tehy cal God "Rylor" becuz thats wut the red-hared ladey keeped callen him. And than teh gay guys brothar tred 2 be keen and I wantad him 2 win becuz he kild the gay guy and wuz a Christen (even if he wuz teh Britash vershun of Christen witches a litol weerd) butt than he lose a big batol at teh and of sesan 2. Butt hes stil aliv so maybee he can be keen latur. Thats ho far i am rite now.

I’m gonna be completely honest with you, I neither know about nor care about Game of Thrones, so that entire paragraph would be gibberish even without the spelling errors.

Im getin board focasin on pepol otter than me in this storey nao so Im goen bak 2 me and hopfully i no enuff abot Briten now (and ill still wach the rest of Gaem off Throns so my naxt chaptars in Briten wil be evan moor akurat)

Oh, I forgot she thinks Britain is like Game of Thrones. I wonder if she thinks Lord of the Rings is a historical drama, too.

And with that, let’s begin.

CHAP 7: SARA ENTARS A JOST

Aftar I runned awey frum Lauren and Kayti and Motel Fave I fond I wuz lost in Briten. I sneeked thro a feald were pheasants wer picken craps becuz tehy wer 2 lazey 2 be nobels. 

You got that wrong!

... Let me have this one, I haven’t done this in literal years.

Anyways, the history behind why nobles are nobles is complicated to say the least, but it certainly was not because they were lazy. In fact, these guys probably worked harder than Sara ever has in her life. So... yeah.

You can tell I haven’t done this in a while. 

Sumwher in the feld I gotted turd arond and startad walken bak teh way i cum butt i didant no that until i wuz bak in Keens Landen, teh crapital of Briten. Wen I gotted ther i sawed a sine taht sed "Bluddy jost 2day 2 win a bluddy trip 2 Harey Potars skool u wankars." I desided ifi entared the jost and winned Id get 2 go2 Harey Potars skool and kill him so he coldnt teech Lauren moar majek to tune me in2 a lesban. Butt than i sawed the rools and onely nites cold entar the jost and gurls coldnt bee nites. "Ono!" I sed 2 miself.

So I was curious about this, so I Googled it, and apparently in the Middle Ages, there is some historical proof that women could be knights. Now, not sure if a 13 year old could be a knight... and wouldn’t Sara want a guy to fight for her? In her eyes, women who dress up as guys are “lesbans”, after all, so using her “logic”, wouldn’t she become the very thing she hates.

She who fights monsters... I forgot.

"Nead sum halp?" I hurd a Britash guy sed. I turnd arond and sawed it wuz Stanos frum Gaem of Throns!

I wonder how many Infinity Stones he has...

"Hi Stanass how did u no i wuz hear" I sed. "Teh red-hared ladey can see the futur by luken in fiar" Stains sed. Tahts on of the powars of teh Chirch of Eenland. I wondar if thats alos how Sholk can c tha futur. "So u no I want 2 entar the jost" I sed. "Ya and I brot sum armoire so noone wil no ur a gurl. And alos i brotted a hoarse becuz u well ned on of thos in teh jost" sed Santos. So Stinass gived me teh stuf and leev. I putted on teh armar and gotted on tha hoarse. I rided 2 wer the jost wuz. "'ello guvnuh this is were teh bluddy jost is" sed teh persan at teh gaet "wut iz ur bluddy naem." I new I had 2 cum up with a Britash naem and it had 2 bee a guy naem or eels they wodant let me in the jost. "My naem is Sur Jaems of Hose Bond" I sed.

I would’ve gone with Sir Alex of House Rider.

"That is a very bluddy Britash naem butt ur vois dosant sond Britash" sed tha gaet persan. I new I had 2 do moor 2 prov I wuz Britash. "Im vary bluddy Britash u wankar!" I sed. "Ok i gess u r bluddy Britash" sed gaet persan. 

And they didn’t notice your presumably high pitched voice how, exactly?

So I rided my hoarse in2 teh jost plase. I gotted a speer and startad riden my hoarse at a nite who wuz on his hoarse with a speer 2. I nevar wuz in a jost b4 so i wuz afeared that teh nite wuz betar then me. So i put awey teh speer and goted ot my gun. The nite wuz weerin amour so teh ballots coldnt hurt him so I shat his hoarse and the hoarse dyed and the nite felled of. I wan teh furst jost. No1 in teh awdians new wut my gun wuz so they didant no I cheeted and I gotted 2 go2 teh naxt rond. In teh next rond i wuz agenst anotter nite and i shat his hoarse 2 win 2. Than I did teh saem 4 a few moar ronds until teh final jost of teh tornymant. I gotted reedy to rid agenst my oponant butt wen I tred 2 shat his hoarse I wuz outa ballets!!! The last nite hitted me with his speer and i felled of my hoarse and lose teh jost (c Im not a marey su ifi lose sum tims).

Okay, I didn’t want to do this more than once, but I guess I have to.

You got that wrong!

First off, this blatantly contradicts the first story, where she said that the British military had muskets, which is, in fact, a type of gun! Secondly, jousting was a game of sport, not a game of murder. And third of all, even if you do lose, you are what people would consider a Mary Sue, because when you do get in trouble after losing, it gets resolved in three paragraphs or less!

Wen I felled of my hoarse my hellmat felled of my hed and everone sawed I wuz a gurl. Tehn Lauren stud up becuz she wuz in teh awdians. "Hey I no who taht is! Shes Sara and I wanna rap her!" Lauren sed.

Ah, I was wondering when we’d get that good old fashioned Rap. Also, everyone in the audience is an idiot.

She jump ot of awdians and run tords me butt I get bak on my hoarse and rid awey becuz I coldnt run fats in my armoire. Butthan Lauren taked the hoarse frum anotter nite and startad riden aftar me. I wuz shur i wold be domed! We rided arond Keens Landen on r hoarses and her hoarse seem 2 be fastar and i wuz ot of ballets so i coldnt shit her. Than sudanly Matel Fase flyed don in frant of me and grabed my hoarse with his claws and kild it and i felled on teh grond agen. Lauren gotted of her hoarse and grab me.

Serious question for a second, is Matel Fase supposed to be Master Hand? I think it is...

"Now im gona taek u 2 teh dunjun until im reedy 4 me and Kaytee 2 rap u!" So i wuz putin teh dunjun of teh palas. Ho wud i get ot of thes on?!

Now I remember why I haven’t touched this blog in over a year, and this fic specifically in two and a half... I’m going to need another long nap.

Overall Thoughts:

What do you think.

Thank every single one of you for reading this. I know we’ve been away for a long time, but I promise, me, Sonia, Kirigiri, and Mage can officially say:

We’re back!

Thanks for reading.

*Nanami*

[rk1kincorrect]

Wot the fok did ye just say 2 me m8? i dropped out of newcastle primary skool im the sickest bloke ull ever meet & ive nicked ova 300 chocolate globbernaughts frum tha corner shop. im trained in street fitin' & im the strongest foker in tha entire newcastle gym. yer nothin to me but a cheeky lil bellend w/ a fit mum & fakebling. ill waste u and smash a fokin bottle oer yer head bruv, i swer 2 christ. ya think u can fokin run ya gabber at me whilst sittin on yer arse behind a lil screen? think again wanka. im callin me homeboys rite now preparin for a proper scrap. A roomble thatll make ur nan sore jus hearin about it. yer a waste bruv. me crew be all over tha place & ill beat ya to a proper fokin pulp with me fists wanka. if i aint satisfied w/ that ill borrow me m8s cricket paddle & see if that gets u the fok out o' newcastle ya daft kunt. if ye had seen this bloody fokin mess commin ye might a' kept ya gabber from runnin. but it seems yea stupid lil twat, innit? ima shite fury & ull drown in it m8. ur ina proper mess knob

Thank you for volunteering to be my therapist here is everything bad that has happened to me in my life

When I was five Sunny got on top of me and BIT MY NOSE

When I was nine my dad said in his village he would have me married

When I was 10 my dad threatened that he would send me to Pakistan for education and I got really scared bc what about my friends and everything

Will update when I remember anything else ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

i did not volunteer

[crabsynth]

I miss seeing your wisdom on my dash, CrabSynth. I hope you come back soon.

no atom in tha universis tu a fix’d locashun bownd;graet nebulaes alwaes compownd,all mowntens crumbel and dispers.

but chāng dos not spel destrukchion,fertīl lands berth frum erupchion!that compowndyng nebula clowdcan form a star qite brite (and lowd!).

thys is not a riddel tu beeti just enjoi wryting thyngs sweet!(PS: wun last thoght tu amend:Crabsynth is bak and stil yor frend.)

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