Hey, folks. I’ll be honest here, I’ve been losing interest in maintaining this account for a while now, and Isabel’s resurrection (which is fully canonical and a long time in the making) provides me with an excellent excuse to stop. It’s been great fun, and this is the best I’ve ever gotten to know a character — it’s contributed to, quite possibly, the most fun I’ve ever had roleplaying a character.
If you’re at all interested in whatever else it is I do, you can check out my Twitter, my pixel art, and my work at the SCP Foundation. I’m also on SynIRC as Scantron, so for the few of you who didn’t already know, you can hit me up there.
I’ll still be reading through my dashboard to completion, but I’m not really in a place where I want to actively blog, in-character or out-of-character. So I’ll still be here — you just won’t see me (well, you’ll see me when akumeoy follows you, but I’m only using that to post art).
Maybe I’ll rejoin the Tumblr community some day. I have plans for a social justice blog to keep my wits sharp, but it’s not in the cards right now.
Here’s hoping you all lead wonderful lives and find a conversation you can be a part of.
The big news is I am alive. I have a brand new, gorgeous living body due to a ritual I performed with Selim (that’s brasslamps here on Tumblr). I breathe, eat, and sleep. My body moves on its own, because of my muscle memory. I will not have to spend my days in a freezer, trying desperately not to have my soul ripped out of my body. I can focus enough to speak and type in English without sounding like an inbred. It is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
On the flip side, the body comes with red-green colorblindness. They both look sort of brown to me. I need to relearn how to do some motions, now that I’m not hobbled by physical limitations. I keep forgetting that people can see all of the emotions I feel, and that I can choose to hide them.
Due to the literal emotional bond I’ve formed with Selim, my currently unused talent for focus and determination, and somewhat traumatic memories of falling off of a cliff and dying, I am experiencing mood swings that I can’t fully predict. It’s going to be really hard having him off at Bureau training.
I also feel the emotions each time Selim has sex. Let that sink in for a minute. It’s pleasant, and then horrifying.
On another personal note, which is the second biggest thing going on for me right now, my relationship with Ziggy is going forward and I love it. He is really an amazing and supportive boyfriend (but good god I need to teach him how the human body works), and he is everything I deserve.
And lastly: you’ve probably noticed that I don’t post much here any more. And frankly, that’s because while I love you all and this is a great place, I have better things to do than blog and less time to do them now that I’m alive. Thus, I am going to stop blogging. I’ll probably check in every so often, but I’m not going to read everything and keep in touch with you all. I will miss you, but not horribly so.
It’s been fun, guys. Cherish your life — you don’t want to live without it.
Reblog for a gift in your submit box! Please have submit boxes open!
((Have animated/non-animated trainers & animated/non-animated/shiny pokemon))
-Reblog once(multiple reblogs will not get you multiple pokemon/trainers, I will check)
-Have submit boxes open
-Likes don’t count
-DO NOT COMPLAIN if you don’t get an animated trainer or pokemon
Will do everyone who reblogs (◡‿◡✿)
Good luck pokemon lovers~(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡
I only did this because the nearest “book” was my Warhammer Fantasy Battle Magic Cards.
Ahem: “Waves of pure magic infuse the wizard’s ally.”
"The more he could get her to reveal of herself, the better"
The High Lord by Trudi Canavan
Well that could have turned out worse! :D
Ironhelm shook his head.
~ Battle of the fang
Well shit guys. I don’t know what this means.
Ashdown was now in a position to force the war crimes tribunal issue, and was now able to target those he felt most responsible for the Bosnian bloodbath: Radovan Karadzic and Ratko Mladic.
—the Quest for Radovan Karadzic
Dunno what this means….
"I must not fear, fear is the mind-killer, fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration."
"He had no planes ready to base there in any event."
"When Breslau turned back, Kelly decided to attack her and thereby force the battlecruiser also to turn and deal with him.”
"The general was a bemused cynic"
"Meanwhile" - the captain looked out through the glass- "let’s see what the counselor discovers."
Thank you, Picard.
"The chances that your tombstone will read ‘Killed by Asteroid’ are about the same as they’d be fore ‘Killed in Airplane Crash’."
…thank you, Neil deGrasse Tyson…
Friggen chapter on killer asteroids.
"At much the same time, the difficulty of understanding gender on a world scale began to concern theorists in the metropole."
I think that’s beautiful.
[ooc: “Well, Tiger, he kills her, even though his wife loves her, and he places her body on a handcart.” D: ]
I can’t scroll past this without feeling guilty.
what do you do when you don’t have one? …then you look in the mirror and tell yourself how beautiful you are.
All of my followers are my best friends
my pizza is beautiful I love you pizza you’re beautiful
All my friends are cats.
I keep wanting to explicitly kink blog but I know people on here which is weird
The trick is not having shame. They can’t be weird to you about it if you makes it yours.
listening to your favorite band with your friend
That’s about right