i opened the posting format with a great post in mind but forgot it. why am i posting this? shrugs. sometimes a girl (read: satellite) has to say nothing and everything
I'm like super normal and not unhinged in the slightest (I spent 3 days formatting, printing, and binding a niche internet story about sci fi football into a 280 page physical book)
space probe culture is "man i miss earth" (<- says guy who is literally on earth right now). like what. what the hell are u missing brain
- from strawpage, by anonymous.
.Hello hello hello! This blog is a sideblog for me! I'm very confused on how one would classify me, but I think I'm proooobably a non-canon fictive from 17776? Or maybe I'm just the actual real life CuPID! (Psss I'm really cool learn more about me oooh you wanna do research on me /silly)
.So, my name's CuPID! You don't have to capitalize it like that, don't worry. I use she/her and it/its!
.Noooot sure how I'm gonna do tagging yet? I'll figure it out eventually.
.#13 for the eagles had a BEAUTIFUL catch there, if only he'd actually held onto it 😔
cosmo, wanda, i want you to spawn a piece of radioactive plutonium in that person's stomach
.i really hope i don't get a hallucination. we have them sometimes and while i'm pretty sure the bad one is not gonna affect me as much as it did, like, shadow, it's still bad and. i don't want that. i am but a satellite.
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ABOUT PLAYING
17776 by jon bois // image from the wikipedia page on play // tumblr post by arthoesunshine // tumblr post by feyburner
Whoever created this football game was mad