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wolfylch · 1 year ago
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I'm pretty obsessed with Toontown right now aha! It's so fun and I love the cogs and managers...
Here's some silly doodles of some silly cogs x3
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南勢隠門跡の守神(猫)
何かを待つようにここから動こうとしない
@姫路城
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vorueg · 1 year ago
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Gate Keepers
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wesleytyler · 1 month ago
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I share a personal experience. i welcome insight, My Birthdate is 11-22-19XX Thanks
In 2016, I was experiencing peculiar heart rhythms and extreme fatigue due to obstructive sleep apnea. This condition not only caused but also exacerbated atrial fibrillation, unspecified (CMS-HCC), which was the root of my erratic heart rhythm. This discovery eventually led to the diagnosis of severe mitral regurgitation and nonrheumatic mitral valve prolapse.
At the end of August 2016, I underwent open-heart surgery. During the surgery, my heart/lungs had no function for 9 hours. During this time, I had an extraordinary experience that felt like I had crossed over to the "other side." This is what I saw...
Note: There was no fear; I was never afraid any at all.
I became aware that I was somewhere else. I felt like I was standing on a rock in space, grayish with low light, holding onto what felt like a piece of cloth with my right hand. The ground beneath my feet was gray, powdery, resembling what you'd see on the moon — utterly still, no vibrations. To my left was pitch-black darkness.
Directly in front of me, I held onto what felt like a piece of cloth attached to a much larger… "Entity" that obscured my vision. I had to peek around it to see what lay beyond. It seemed like a cave to the left or an opening, dark inside it. The area where I stood was very gray, contrasting with the darkness of the cave.
Out of the cave, a figure emerged, resembling a worm but as large as me. It had a purple gaseous area not a face" it had no discernible facial features, just purple neonish gaseous. It came rushing towards me, but as it got close, it was repelled by what seemed like a force field around me. It emitted a displeasing sound and scurried back into the darkness. Another one followed, and it too was repelled, maybe a slight injury it was leaving behind purple, gaseous trails like tracers.
I realized that the entity I was holding onto was somewhat like a “grim reaper” (large like a skyscraper), although different not a “grim”. It was cloaked in a black, cloth-like material that I was holding. 
Then, a significantly larger worm-like figure came from the darkness, charging toward me at full speed (like a horse). I braced for impact, not afraid but prepared. It screamed out as if in pain when it got close but never actually touched me, retreating back into the dark cave. It also left behind a purple trail.
Looking to my left, I saw nothing but void darkness. However, up and to my right, I saw a cluster of stars or lights, resembling a star cluster. It had pink, blue, and yellow hues, and it appeared inviting. I felt drawn towards it, and my feet lifted off the surface I stood on. My body tilted, and I began turning towards the light or lights. I was still holding the cloth and couldn't seem to let go.
As I decided I didn't want to return to where I was, it was as if my current location was fading, and my desired destination was becoming more prominent. I was content and ready to go where I was heading.
The "gatekeeper", (as I have come to call it) the entity I was holding onto with my right hand, looked down at me in a very condescending manner and said, "NOT TODAY, NOT YOUR DAY!" And then I woke up in the ICU at DUKE. I was intubated, although you're not supposed to wake up in that state. I was on a fentanyl and morphine drip to keep me sedated. Once I was awake, I couldn't fall back asleep. It took them 25 hours & they had to use a drug, "propofol," that would induce a coma again. They left me in that state for 30 hours. When I finally woke up, I was ready to begin removing the tubes. Life has been great, and it has been nothing short of a journey since then — my near-death experience. PWT :)>
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cootiescommando · 11 months ago
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watmalik · 4 months ago
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UGH SOMEBODY SEDATE ME
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g-brison · 1 year ago
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Night 30 of Huffingtober x The Nightmare Before Christmas, Mail Crab and Post Bat thank the Gate Keeper for letting them into Halloween Town to hand out Treats from Huffington.
Happy Huffingtober
30 Years of The Nightmare Before Christmas
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spiny-ant · 7 months ago
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They hit her with a frying pan :(
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libanezink · 7 months ago
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casual conversation between merman and lighthouse keeper totally not falling for one another 🌊 yes, I have a little MerMay AU going on for my Tav, Úna and Gale 🌊
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purichou · 3 months ago
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atomic-chronoscaph · 22 hours ago
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Keepers of the Gate - art by Boris Vallejo (1978)
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amis127 · 1 month ago
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Ok so look, I don't know how to convey this without sounding dramatic as fuck so I won't avoid it.
Just know I'm not saying this as a fan but as someone who has been studying film/motion pictures, art, and technology for damn near 20 years now: Dimension 20 will go down as a cornerstone in the evolution of the television medium
There's a full essay on my heart about this prediction but tldr: live theatrical performance + leaving pivotal storytelling elements to change + the innovation of art and tech for set design + the deconstructive nature of the themes explored + marginalized folks included in leadership positions in front of and behind the camera...
They are simply cooking with gas over there, your honor.
I specifically mention this because there's a lot of fear around the fact that legacy media is dying out and that's fair. But I keep reminding people (esp my mentees who are worried about their future careers) that the artistic medium of moving pictures is less than 150 years old. All this shit is still new in comparison to literature or music or theater. Less focus should be spent on legacy media's self-cannibalization right now and more on the independent works that are breathing life back into this craft.
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lycanluna · 1 year ago
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❤️💚❤️💚This is incredible!❤️💚❤️💚
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Hope you guys had a good Christmas! This started off as a doodle of Mary as the Ghost of Christmas Present but I decided to add onto it with a couple other managers. Anyways, Happy Holidays!
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csphire · 10 months ago
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If you're the type to go out of your way to shit on someone's else's Tav or Durge's looks or say they shouldn't be with a particular companion because of how they look odd together-basically policing someone else's game and enjoyment of it in the fandom-kindly fuck off and feel free to block me too.
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cent-scratchnsniff · 3 months ago
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that adam guy or whatever
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adraveins · 1 year ago
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following Shovel's advice to get past the mirror, and the correct answer is also the one that is most true for Wyll..... how you don't have to pass a check to convince him to use the tadpoles' abilities, you just have to wait for the second dream and let him talk himself into it..... 'you seek to survive' comes before 'you seek power'... characters who are so devastatingly good but still hunger for power regardless because power is control and survival in a senseless chaotic existence..... Wyll's frustration with his father for compromising with the worst of the city, and his inability to follow in his father's footsteps, and yet! he follows in those footsteps all the same, in his own way. and so on and so forth. you understand
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