Set, Anubis, Ammet, and Cerberus: //hanging out at a psychopomp cafe//
Me: //enters the cafe//
//nymphs and dryads eye me nervously//
Me: //reaches into coat pocket, a low squeaky sound is made//
Set, Anubis, Ammet, and Cerberus: //ears perk up//
A dryad: //glares at me//
Me: //pulls out squeaky toy//
Me: //throws the squeaky toy//
Set, Anubis, Ammet, and Cerberus: //run after the toy, they knock over a satyr with a latte//
Me: //makes a break for the Underworld//
Set, Anubis, Ammet, and Cerberus: hanging out at a psychopomp cafe
Me: enters the cafe
nymphs and dryads eye me nervously
Me: reaches into coat pocket, a low squeaky sound is made
Set, Anubis, Ammet, and Cerberus: ears perk up
A dryad: glares at me
Me: pulls out squeaky toy
Me: throws the squeaky toy
Set, Anubis, Ammet, and Cerberus: run after the toy, they knock over a satyr with a latte
Me: makes a break for the Underworld
why do they not seek help when they start to get [REDACTED] and then when the first person turns?
im looking over the series of events, just from the outline i can tell this is going to be dark
1st = Coinín (physicist)
2nd = Kinigl (engineer)
3rd = Bwni (painter)
4th = Karagosh (writer)*
*main plot and narrative told through journals
been dragging my feet, anyway, gonna do some writing yeeeehawww!
without naming the characters i cant proceed with their arc and character development (redundant)
and i think im clever
the names im giving the rabbit folks in my scip are....um....
it might be a bitch for the reader, so im doing my best
uspol, near future events
so the next week or so is likely to be hectic.
my greatest hope is that each and every one of you has someplace safe and warm to be without needing to leave for at least that long.
barring that, keep yourselves safe to the best of your ability.
check on your folk. really check on 'em - people are worn and confused and afraid and a few moments connecting with another caring human can go a long way to easing some of that for a time.
disconnect when you can, rest when you tire, and know that there is still love and you're a part of that.
neverending list of shit to watch with vanta:
-aqua teen hunger force
-wallace and gromit (the whole gambit)
"Jazz is not definable. It will not fit in a box. It has no standard units of measurement. Jazz is the vibrations of the Universe. Passing through us and emerging as a Joyful Noise." -Sun Ra
scp / the critters / crit drafting / suicide warning
Thank you for PM'ing me! My apologies to get back to you so late!
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I like the concept for the object! i wanted to suggest an alternate death/suicide; that may help as a sleight-of-hand for the reader.
My suggestion is that instead of her jumping into the river, she comments on how tired she is and lays down on the river bank. Over a course of 6-12 hours she shrivels up and decomposes.
Content Warning: Depression, Personal
Personally, with depression sometimes I just want to //not exist anymore.// Not suicide, but existing. Those moods I lay down and feel like I'm shriveling up and dying.
An ending that the readers weren't completely expecting will help your character's arc. Overall, this is a suggestion for the ending, a sleight-of-hand.
Also I highly suggest taking Grigori Karpin's advice on the layout and format of the article.
I am unable to greenlight, but I hope my suggestion and crit have helped!
Feel free to PM me with any questions.
"this one's for @nilaky since they can't do shit [...]"
im cackling, depressed, its almost 5am and this vantabot post quote broke me 😭 😂 😭 😂 😂
i miss not being in so much pain
i miss my family, to my surprise,
i miss sleeping all night
i miss going on walks
im so anxious now, that im too afraid to go outside,
im so tired, too tired to sleep the whole night,
im so distant to my love ones, that i forgot what a hug feels like,
im sobbing because im always tired, in pain, isolated, ...alone
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