#w.bg 117
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am i a bit evil for wanting the version of w.bg 117 where i get to hear harlan begging someone to cut his eye out while descending into desperate, soulful tears?
Jam: "His voice was trembling"
hnnnng yes jammy tell me more
Jam: "His cry was small and exasperated."
waaaauugh and was he pathetic??
Jam: "He was completely helpless, at my mercy."
~ohhhh thats the good stuff ffffffuuuck
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I am rotating Sly around in my head like he is in a microwave
#yes this is about ep 117#i have not recovered#i am thinking about certain scenes id want to draw or animate rn#and most of the time id try to go chronological with an animation#but that is just. physically impossible with the woe.begone timeline#so maybe just a collection of cool shots that i really like#hmmmmmmmm#w.bg#woe.begone
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“I love it when the good guys win,” he said through a mouth full of donut. There was a full box of donuts in his hands. "Want one? They’re not poisoned or nothin’. I didn’t know what your favorite was, so I got a jelly-filled one. Jelly was as close as I could get to Jam."
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if I had a nickel for every podcast where somebody fell so madly in gay love they decided the only option was to stab themself in the eye I'd have two nickels
#w.bg#wbg#woe.begone#wbg spoilers#wbg 117#the magnus archives#tma#jonmartin#slychael#sly x michael wbg#wbg sly x michael#melanie x georgie tma#tma melanie x georgie
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"Hey, Edgar, do you think that I could have a moment alone with him? Just a couple minutes?" I asked. “You’re gonna kill me off once and for all?” Mike asked. “Not funny, you ingrate,” I said, though I did laugh.
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“I-I don’t understand. I know Mike pretty well by now. Not… not well… but… you know. I’ve met him. He doesn’t seem to have any ill-intent. He just doesn’t want to die.” “He doesn’t need any ill-intent,” H said. “It is in his nature.” “I don’t believe in that sort of thing,” I said.
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Nothing felt amiss in my cabin when I finally got back. In fact, it was cleaner than I had left it. Edgar and Eagle had cleaned up some of the messes that Mike had made. I resented that. They erased all of Mike. All I had to remember him by was a box of his dead friend’s belongings.
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“I’ve been waiting in the dark for hours waiting for Edgar to lead you down here so I could surprise you.” “It’s been 10 minutes, Mikey,” Edgar said. “My other senses are so much stronger from the blindness,” Mike said.
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