this is a public service announcement:
LET IT BE KNOWN TO EVERYONE EVER
if you ask me for money, i will not give it to you on account of not having any myself.
end broadcast.
"how many drops are here in this pool surrounding me?"
"...too many to count."
"that's alright. it still tastes all the same to me."
"may i drink?"
"only if you're willing to drown with me in my hate."
"aye, i can do that. as long as it's you."
"then come, drink. for the bottom of this pool has no bottom, and my hate may run forever."
"then why, pray tell, would you cease your life to stop such a beautiful drink?"
"stay and drink my endless hate... i'll tell you while you sate your thirst."
"aye, i can do that. as long as it's you."
A lot of my characters in my books are inspired by music. The vibes the music encapsulates within itself is one of my main sources of character ideas.
So if you ever read a work of mine and get the vague feeling that you want to listen to Camelia or Tally Hall, now you know why.
i've been trying everything i could to get this one ask to work.
i'm sorry, lone anon, but i cannot answer what you wish of me. tumblr forbids it.
DAMMIT TUMBLR LET ME ANSWER MY FUCKIN ASKS
I was rereading steel ball run, and...
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workin' out the details for a type 3 NE species. may or may not share when finished.
hello
yo.
how's it be?
ALRIGHTY THEN NO CONTEXT FOR YOU
your feedback is greatly appreciated.
The rolling hills seemed to stretch forever, the bright green grass glistening with morning dew as the sun slowly rose from its resting place.
But amidst all of this, something stood out. A spinning mass of glowing blue particles, rotating around something unseen. An arm reached out from the swirling particles, and then they all dissolved.
"You're our only hope now."
well, syloboy's having a tough time trying to pick something to share right now, so I'm just gonna use a poll to help speed things up.
so for the 2 people that actually look at this blog: