feelin' kinda lonely...
if only I could have some curious anons show up in my ask box...
"We've got another one!"
Another day, another breach. These monsters keep on coming, no matter how hard we try to push back.
"We can't hold them back for much longer! Letis 1 is down, and letis 2 is dead, we need backup!"
Letis, a group of the best ranking overseers in the [REDACTED]. And already their best 2 are out for the count.
Being a [REDACTED] overseer is challenging. You can get stabbed in the back, swallowed alive, brutalized, mauled, crushed, snapped, grinded, rent apart, all by creatures from the darkest depths of your imagination.
"Griat 7 is down! I repeat: all of Griat 7 is down!"
Griat 7: a team that specializes in monster suppression and capture. But as for something of this scale, I can understand why they were taken down so fast.
"Listen, we need reinforcements now! We can't fend off all of these abominations off for much longer!"
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
[ ??? ] the calm before the storm... I've always been fond of storms. they're strong, wild, and fleeting. the calm before the storm is soft and quiet, but fleeting all the same.
[ ??? ] will I be as fleeting as those rainy days I admire? or will another carry on my legacy?
[ ??? ] ...either way, it's not my job to wonder about stuff like that.
[ ??? ] my job is to run.
Bone spaghetti.
I'm gonna be sketching some of my character designs.
I'll probably post them if I ever finish them.
Or start them.
So look forward to my shitty artwork, because I'm not giving you a choice.
[ sylo ] okay, so, I've been told that I'll have to share some shit about my multiverse, so expect something to show up about it. I just need to figure out when I'll have something ready...
[ ??? ] thuzzel foch az veeh.
[ sylo ] ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I GET IT. please, just leave me alone.
Me, phone off, stylus put away, no notebook or pencils in sight: "man, I can't wait to draw my characters for the stories I'm writing!"
Me, stylus in hand on ibis paint: "ah yes, what a horrific abomination I've created today."
Me, listening to music, Google docs closed: "man, I've got so many cool ideas for some books."
Me, Google doc open on the screen, my fingers hovering over the keyboard: "this shit has so many plot holes that just reading it is a tripping hazard."
ooh, so much stuff I can share about my storyverse...