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OOC: while im at it i might aswell share some other music i made for the room n john n stuff
#ttcc#corporate clash#[THE_ROOM]#ttcc ask blog#toontown corporate clash#ask blog#toontown#cogblr#toonblr#toontag
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ITS FINALLY TIME I RELEASE THIS TTCC AU ARG INTO THE WORLD https://sites.google.com/view/nottafound/loading?authuser=0
HAVE FUN ! This is like, my prized au HELP
#ttcc#corporate clash#toontown corporate clash#toontown#dave brubot#ttcc dave brubot#ttcc ocs#ttcc au#[THE_ROOM] au
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Very Soon An Interview with the great photographer and director "Roger Ballen" By Mohsen El belasy It will be published in English and French in the second issue at the second issue of THE ROOM SURREALIST MAGAZINE The Arabic translation of the INTERVIEW will be published at sulfursurrealistjungle.com #THE_ROOM #SULFUR #LA_BELLE_INUTILE_EDITIONS #RÊ_PLATFORM #THE_STORM_IN_SIGHT #surrealismus #surrealistartist #surréalisme #surrealismus #surrealistartist #surréalisme#surrealismus #surréalisme #interview #photography #surrealist_phoography #THE_ROOM #surrealismartcommunity #surrealistphotography #cairo #south_africa https://www.instagram.com/p/CVc-zL3MewI/?utm_medium=tumblr
#the_room#sulfur#la_belle_inutile_editions#rê_platform#the_storm_in_sight#surrealismus#surrealistartist#surréalisme#interview#photography#surrealist_phoography#surrealismartcommunity#surrealistphotography#cairo#south_africa
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Oh Hi, Mark
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Hard to believe one little photo could derail a lot of work.
I went looking for IsYrRoomate in this outfit and could only find some tiny screengrabs.
I did find she went by many names though
AnnSmith_ AnniAngel MsAnnika MissyAnnika NudeAnnika MzSiriK Siriri CosmicKittten AnnieSin TMNsSenorita IsYrRoommate isyourRoomate AnnieIs Rosebud__ Kute420 KannyBae Kanny_ The_Roomate KannyStars
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The Room
There’s a room in my house we never open.
For as long as I can remember it’s been locked. My parents never spoke of it, other than to remind my brother and I we weren’t to go downstairs after dark or listen to anything we might hear coming from it. Once when I was younger, my friend came to spend the night and waited till everyone was asleep before trying to convince me to go downstairs. He knew we weren’t supposed to, but no amount of pleas to go back and keep playing GameCube would stop him, so I was forced to wait anxiously by the stairs while he tried the doorknob. He had turned around to ask me if there was a key somewhere when the handle started to shake, a heavy pounding coming from the other side. Both he and I screamed when my Dad burst down the stairs, shouting at us to get back to bed this instant. That friend was never allowed over again.
I’d learned to accept the door and tried not to give it too much thought, but my brother wouldn’t leave it alone. Many a family dinner had ended with my parents angrily telling him to go to his room after he wouldn’t stop asking questions. They had even threatened to lock his door at night if he didn’t stop trying to sneaking downstairs, to see what was behind there. No matter how many times I told him to drop it, he continued to obsess.
One day I came home and saw him sitting on the couch, his eyes wide and his mouth open in horror. I tried asking him what was wrong, but he refused to speak. He just kept staring into space, his face twisted in a silent scream. My unease growing, I turned and walked to the hall. The door was open, just a crack. I stepped forward, my heart racing, until I was right in front of it. A sudden impulse to throw it open, to go inside and see what was in there grabbed me, and I reached my hand out. As it touched the knob, though, a low whispering started from the darkness. Panicking, I slammed the door shut and shoved a table in front of it before fleeing back to the living room.
My brother’s been gone for seven months now. My parents cried checking him into the mental hospital, but nothing we did would get him to talk. A week after he arrived we found out he killed himself. I think about him all the time, and what he might’ve seen that could drive him to such a thing. More and more I find myself standing in front of the door, listening to the faint whispers and always resting my hand on the handle but never turning it. I know eventually I won’t be able to resist, that I’ll unlock it and discover for myself what’s in there. Not tonite...but soon.
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This closet is awesome! Shop the_room's latest listings on Poshmark! Join with code: MSJAYGEORGE for a $5 credit! https://bnc.lt/focc/EBnAkbcIHM #poshmark #fashion #shopping
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The Room Movie Review and Atomic Blonde - Intermission 164
The Room Movie Review and Atomic Blonde – Intermission 164
Welcome to episode 164 of the Intermission Podcast. This week, the Movie Guys review The Room, Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets, and Atomic Blonde. I guess talking about three movies this week kinda makes up for talking about no movies last week. Wait, four movies, Craig also watched The Founder! See, we can be good at our jobs when we want to be, enjoy! If nothing else, listen for The…
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Purchased from the beautiful Susan or @the_room and haven't worn. Great top definitely not one to miss! Photo credited to @the_room
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THE_ROOM #02 - “waking“
04/Mar/2016
part of THE_ROOM Project
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I want her.
(I don't think she liked that. )
#the room#[THE_ROOM]#ttcc#corporate clash#ttcc ask blog#john doe ask blog#toontown corporate clash#cogblr#asnwered#ask blog
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if chip is zane who would be the other ninja? and may I suggest: deep diver or misty as nia. ...maybe gatekeeper?
YKNOW I WAS THINKING SOMETHING SIMILAR,
I actually made this a mini au (NOT AS BIG AS MY ROCKSTAR ROSES OR [THE_ROOM] AU), but I was planning to like,
shuffle up some of the elemental powers and roles people have.
Like Chip is Zane and Ice right, but someone like Dave is sound but takes the place of cole...
For Nya I was mostly thinking Mary/Deepdiver or Holly!! :]
Havent fully though this out though I am like, juggling three aus im all equally fixated on HAHA
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To celebrate the launch of Edition #2 of ‘The Room surrealist magazine about African Surrealism and the primary imagination of ancient africa , we are planning to host an opening party live on Facebook – and we need you to make it work! We are looking for music, spoken word artists, and other relevant forms of audio content, Surrealist recorded poems, short surrealist films which respond to the theme: ‘Surrealism and Africa: the Primary Imagination of Ancient Africa’. These will be scheduled into a live event managed by the catalonian artist : Daniel O’Reilly and sulfursurrealistjungle.com , and rê platform and la belle inutile and promoted online to our networks. The deadline for submissions is: 20 September 2020 Send your submissions to: [email protected] And [email protected] #The_RooM #events #catalonia #surrealist #surréalisme #surrealism #surrealist_music #sulfursurrealistjungle.com https://www.instagram.com/p/CE42T2OBMGx/?igshid=n8u8i7795isu
#2#the_room#events#catalonia#surrealist#surréalisme#surrealism#surrealist_music#sulfursurrealistjungle
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The Room Three
The Room Three - продолжение отличного квеста. Зов таинственного острова не оставляет надежды на спокойное существование главному герою.
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The Room
My vision was distorted at first.
I was in a room. A bedroom. Unfamiliar and frightening. The floorboards creeked with terrifying effect.
The room was practically empty, barring the old and rusted bed with the heavily soiled mattress on top. Maybe it wasn't rust...maybe it was, blood?...One thing's for sure, this room was designed for nightmares.
There was just one window and one door. I pushed down on the handle and rattled back and forth.
Damnit. Locked.
"We have to find a key." Said a familiar voice from the corner of the room. "Start looking."
It was my friend, Tony, who was now kneeling on the dust-filled floor and frantically searching under the bed.
"An-Anything?" I asked.
"Errm...No...No, there's nothing here." He stood back up and looked around. He knew this place better than I did.
"But, you've been here before, right?" I asked.
"Yeah, but it changes place everytime. So I never know where to look. So, you need to help me, ya know, before we run out of time and they show up?"
"Shit, sorry. It's just, it's a lot creepier than I imagined."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, just come on. Find the key."
We ripped up floorboards until our fingers seemed to bleed, and we tore away at the mattress until there was nothing but shreads. But...nothing.
"Okay...the last place to try," Said Tony, "is the window...but, its dangerous."
"Why?"
"It allows them to get in the house faster."
"How much faster?"
"...Immediately."
I walked quite briskly towards the window.
"Dude, wait, we're not prepared yet."
I was at the window staring out. My fingers lightly resting on the latch. "I...I think...I think I can see them...Shit! Oh shit! Dude, dude, I can see them! They're coming!" In my frantic moment, I accidently knocked the window latch, causing it fly wide open.
TING!
A small metal object dropped to the floor in between my feet.
"The key!" I shouted.
"Yes! Come on, quick!" Tony shouted back. "We need to get downstairs!"
I could hear them bashing down the doors as I put the key in the lock. I could hear them breaking windows and scuttling around the house.
CLUNK
The door finally unlocked...We could hear them coming up the stairs, and Tony gulped hard.
"It's too late...They're here."
There was a moment of silence before they burst through the door. There were hundreds of them; A constant stream of the undead, all with melted skin and a strong taste for human flesh.
They got Tony instantly. His blood splattered and sprayed across the room with every bite. When they'd finished, his body disappeared, and the diseased undead were now all facing me.
Trapped in the corner of the room with no weapons and no Tony, I took the easy way out...I pressed the button and took off my headset...
"What the hell, dude!" Said Tony, who was sat next to me on the couch. "Okay, lets go again. But this time, don't pussy out and exit the game!"
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