Imagine you’re Scott, during Session 7 of Secret Life. You have to trade things for diamonds, and you don’t know what Impulse’s task is, but you do know that Gem has been acting really strangely since she got her task.
(When she opened her task her eyes went wide and she told you to stay away from her for the session. You also could’ve sworn you heard very faint music in the background, but you passed it off as nothing.)
And you finish you secret task and hit “Succeed” and…keep hearing rumors about what Gem and her new friends are up to. When you traded her lava earlier for diamonds, that music from before was there again, not as quiet as the last time. A steady driving disco beat played under the conversation. So maybe you weren’t just hearing things.
(Gem also seems to be resisting the urge to bop her head to the beat, and Bdubs beside her is tapping his foot to it. Odd.)
Then the day carries on and you’re told what’s happening - “A boogey apocolypse!” - and when you go to the already-turned players to play nice and garner favor with them for safety, the music is louder and their gazes are hungry. They move their hips and bob their heads and snap and shimmy and - oh. Oh god.
It’s not a boogey apocolypse. It’s a boogie apocolypse. Oh god.
Then later you and Grian and Cleo (and probably others you can’t remember; only you three survived and you can’t remember the order in which everyone got converted) are hiding at the top of someone’s base, either yours or theirs. It doesn’t much matter which because what you do remember is the disco beat kicking in. You remember the faint percussion in the distance getting louder bit by bit until you can hear the synth, the bass line, the horns - the vocals. You can’t see them yet, but you can hear them…
Dance, dance, dance! Boogie wanderlaaaaand!
And you look out the window, you stomach dropping and your eyes going wide with fear and dread, as a pack of dancing boogie-zombies starts making their way over the hillside in the distance. Gem is at the front, a master of murderous choreography, and you watch on in horror as the entire hoard starts dancing in perfect synchronization.
You don’t know how you’ll get out of it, but if you don’t, it’ll be the most terrifyingly on-beat death you’ll experience in your entire life.
which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?
As someone who goes to music school for music production, but a minor in performance, I can say this. Music theory is a fucking joke. I hate it so much.
SPOILIERS FOR TWISTED WONDERLAND CHAPTER 7
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
TURN BACK NOW
PLEASE TURN BACK NOW
LAST CHANCE
They gone?
Good.
Everyone at Malleus Draconia:
“Time travel is not an appropriate solution to your commitment issues.”
FINALLYYYYY. I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO SEE THE ORGINAL
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Happy Sweet Fat of the Hog Tuesday Y'all
people on this website loves days and dates. you could make a post that says “it’s sweet fat of the hog tuesday” and people would go nuts reblogging it every tuesday
reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
I need the luck rn. Getting ready for a huge audition that'll decide if I get in my dream school or not.
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
Doctor: $140,000 a year
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"im gonna finish it by sunday" i foolishly said last saturday
before we get an official announcement on who is replacing biden as the nominee, im just going to put this out there: do not mess this up. i don't care how little you like politics. i don't care if this new nominee isn't your first choice.
our alternative is trump. third party splits the votes, and abstaining is just going to fuck the entire united states over. your vote (AND support) matters, and i better see anyone who doesn't want trump to be elected and the United States to become a fascist, authoritarian regime throwing their full support behind this new nominee.
we have three months to go. we're in crunch time. if you don't want to lose your rights, support this new nominee with everything you've got.
edit: just in case this somehow wasn't obvious, this is NOT the post to be a pessimist on. don't say we're fucked. say TRUMP is fucked. we can't go back and change the nomination timeline, but we can absolutely support our new nominee and ensure they get elected.