Ranryu
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The scene: pillows are leaning against every corner. My brothers are all hopping around pretending to be mer-puppies. The puppy dog pals theme song is playing on loop. I am wearing a skirt made of quilting fabric that I threw together with some strips of fabric and a pair of scissors.
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Hello Bored I'm winning.
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- @The Bookwyrm
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It's our favorite author! Brandon Sanderson/10
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Too bad.
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Some explorers recently discovered a thousand-year-old skeleton on Hawaii with a t-shirt that said "Living the good life" in Brittonic. No, I specifically asked for Lobster ice cream.
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Inferkit is fun.
Spoiler"I use my face better than that wombat." David said.
"You did not just say that." Becky teased.
"Why do we keep them around? They can't do anything." Julia complained."Well, they can now." Belinda replied. She flicked the switch and the wombat's eyes glowed red. It beeped a few times, then began shooting lasers."Ain't the bees gonna help?" Jeremy said."I suppose if they can't fix the bees, they can't fix the bees." Belinda replied. She turned the bee hive over and stared into it, still seeing flies in it."This is crazy. I wish you would go get Mama." Becky said."She's sleeping." Becky sighed.The bees continued firing lasers and flying around. They soon came to the edge of the clearing, where the trees became too thick to see through. "How many bees do you think there are? This hive can't hold them all." Julia asked."I'm sure they have at least a hundred." Belinda said, not seeming worried."I can see hundreds in here." David said. "Let's put some bees in there too, and see what happens.""I guess we should do that too." Belinda said. "I'll go get Mama."Becky sat back in the grass and stared into the hive, seeing the bees darting around. They all walked towards the hive, and David pulled out a bunch of bees. They headed inside, shooting beams and bees around. David fired the bee beam over the building, and it lit up so that they could see inside."I don't see anything but bees in there. Where do the bees go?" Becky asked."I don't know." David replied."I thought bees liked flowers." Becky said."Yeah, but bees eat flowers too. Sometimes they'll die if they're not going to eat something else." David said. He held the bees over his face to see if he could tell what was inside the hive, but they just flew off. He pushed the bee beam through the hive, and the bees swarmed around it, shooting more beams. David continued pushing them through the hive, feeling the walls, checking to see if anything was on fire. He was not sure what to expect, but he saw bees buzzing around him, so he kept shooting."This is crazy." David whispered. "I'm making bees attack me.""That's not crazy." David argued. "I'm making bees attack them. That's not normal. I'm out of bees, but they're still attacking." -
ALL OF YOU WITH THE PFP DUBIOUSNESS
STOP IT OR THERE WILL BE REPERCUSSIONS
(said in a rabbit voice)
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Me: You don't have a beret Potato: *puts Starsight on her head* Potato: Substitute
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What did you do to your pfp!?
Whyyyyyyy
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Help me guys.
I just spent two hours working on a family tree for a fictional character I just made. This character doesn't belong to any plot or story, yet I am obsessed with her and her family history.
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(Dustbringer audience is not impressed- they're here to see the planet get destroyed multiple times)
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My happy place was my childhood home. An old one story house sitting on an acre. The house is old and musty, but you know every inch of it— centipedes and all. The yard is filled with climbable trees and weeds, and there’s a cow pasture on the other side of the barbed wire fence. In the spring, hyacinths and chives sprout up and the magnolia trees bloom. When it rains, it feels like the sky is falling. The entire yard turns into a puddle— frogs everywhere. A little ways down the dirt road, there’s an old lady’s house. She keeps a beautiful garden that you can play in whenever you want. Lilacs, wisteria, bleeding hearts, daffodils, and almost every flower imaginable. You can sit on a mossy stone and read a book or pet a cat.
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My mood right now:
SpoilerAcquainted with the Night - Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the skyProclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night. -
Can do
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Why you do that my brain confuzzled
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I just failed a math test. After turning the paper in, I realized I used the wrong formula for EVERY SINGLE PROBLEM. Failing in the most stupid way possible is definitely my thing. It’s not like I don’t know the material. *facepalm infinity*
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It's an old search engine that never took off.
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@Witless of Shinovar @The Aspiring Archivist @The Wandering Wizard @Telrao @That1Cellist @The Halcyon Girl
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What question do you want to answer?
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This has probably been done before, but...
