#event pieces

[live-emotion]

Event - Chill Out Time ~Welcome to Antiques~

UR Kotobuki Reiji (Chill time for you) SR Ittoki Otoya (Chill place for you)

“Appearing in a drama, Reiji and Otoya are brainstorming themselves what type of store they will run, and the roles that they will play in the series. Then, Reiji suddenly remembers that he has received questions from viewers worried about their career paths on his radio show..."

This event is scheduled for the 17th-26th of September (JST).

[nando161mando]

[wearenotjustnumbers2]

This is the paramedic who found his family among the dead victims. I thought it was only his mother who got killed, but I was mistaken. But his sister seems to have survived only.

They're telling him to calm down but he fell to the ground saying: My family. My family.

The man consoles him saying: We're all one family here. Each one of us has lost their family. Look, my sisters are in there. We have to get back up. You're strong.

Share this. Call israel on their crimes.

[montanabohemian]

if i see a single one of you pissed that your faves canceled an event or a con appearance because they're striking for fair wages then imma come for you in your sleep 🔪🔪🔪

(direct that fury where it belongs: AMPTP and the execs)

[elalalune]

After tea time with 🔥🎩👒

(Wonderland au)

+ wl au notes on the asl brothers

[bashzzey]

[Act 6 2hats ending spoiler sdjkgh]

Turtleneck bros 🤍 I imagined them having such convo at the first moment when Loop takes off their cloak :]c

it was supposed to be simple drawing, but I got carried away whoops lol :3c

Also have Loop drawing I did on phone earlier too :0c

Sassy smug goober 🤍

[qwakque]

Follow the leader Kalim ♪

[prokopetz]

Die Hard being considered part of the canon of "Christmas movies" simply because the events of the film take place near Christmas is a classic, but for my money the funniest example of this particular phenomenon is Beethoven's Last Night, a rock opera concept album about a conversation between Ludwig van Beethoven and the Devil, consistently being filed under Christmas music purely on the strength that the artists who made it also did that one heavy metal arrangement of "Carol of the Bells" you keep hearing everywhere.

[saeiken]

<3

[sualne]

i imagine Mihawk doesn't know how to act around children.

(timeline)

[lemon-lime-behavior]

Hell yeah

[live-emotion]

Event Announcement

A preview of the Tokiya UR and Cecil SR for the 'Epic of Salvation' event has been revealed. The event will begin on the 2nd of July at 12:00 JST.

[hinamie]

off on an adventure ! this au turns 1 week old today

jjk atla!au with @philosophiums

pose ref [x]

[xxplastic-cubexx]

auction results done for @ouchpotatoex as a part of the 2024 @marveltrumpshate charity event: thank you so much for your generosity and donations !!!!

[isjasz]

[Day 96]

Together they become GUY!!

(Context: On the stream yesterday they were joking about just combining into one player for decked out LOL)

(And Hermittober: Day 1 Frost ❄️)

[sapphorror]

The Narrator's perspective only gets more horrifying the longer you think about it. Like, imagine being an Echo of yourself—one of many, all made to serve a very particular purpose and knowingly living on borrowed time, if 'living' is even the right word for your current state of pseudo-existence.

You've inherited the mission of a dead man—it's literally the only thing left that you can do before fading, so you sure as hell better believe in it; the alternative would be unbearable. Only you keep failing. With every loop that you don't remember, your lack of agency in this situation becomes starker—you can influence small things, sure, but it becomes increasingly clear that you have no real power, no matter how personally invested you are in the events unfolding in front of you. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to meaningfully engage with the world.

Worse—every loop you're made aware of is another time you've failed, with unimaginable consequences, though you had no control over these previous iterations of yourself and can't even learn from their mistakes. Everyone around you is operating on a shared perception of reality that you are not part of, will never be part of. After a few repetitions, you are, ironically, the least informed person in the room. All you have left to go on is an evidently outdated script. At the same time, everyone else is experiencing a contiguous version of you, comprised of parts that are, in some sense, also you, while at the same time existing at a complete remove from your current perception of self. Whatever you don't know you did—that's you now. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to define your own identity, never mind know what it is.

Even worse—this has trapped you within a stagnant hell of your own creation. Nothing you say or do really matters in terms of your own self (the rest of the world is a separate issue entirely). Anything you've come to believe—say, for totally hypothetical example, that you were wrong actually and your envisioned paradise is really a hell beyond any you had the capacity to envision—has about as much permanence as a drawing in the sand. 'You' will continue, exactly as you were, no matter how much you might like to change your behavior. Every possible future has already been set in stone. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to say anything you haven't already said.

For some reason, no part of any of this has made you feel more comfortable and at peace with the general concept of finality.

The really, truly absolute worst part, though?

There is no one for you to blame but yourself. And that's exactly what turns your story into such a tragedy.