I Literally Fell To My Knees Laughing At This And I Dont Know Why

Hello, All avatars, marked peoples, and whoever else may be lurking in these shadows. Happy Pride month to you all. There are many things to be scared of, and your identity should never have to be one of them. Go, be yourself, you dont know how comfortable it can be one the fear settles and disappears.

Uh oh! You are now a were-animal! This means you become a human-sized animal hybrid with uncontrollable bloodlust every night!

Spin this wheel to get your species

Vampire: I’ve been studying explosives for 600 years now and I’m pretty good at it, so yes, I do believe I qualify as a “boomer”

Chosen One(TM): its noT SUPPOSED TO BE A COMPLIMENT

Imagine if the distortion’s hallways respond to the person trapped in them, but in different ways

Door (pre-michael): automatic and pretty fast. Just root out the things the victim finds most unnerving and change form to echo that

Michael: it’s still automatic, but the part of michael that is something sort of like a “who” keeps being surprised by the hallway shapes it’s currently in. Not surprised enough to react, especially not after years of being michael, but still “huh, that’s a new one”

Helen: no longer automatic, but a lot more precise. Human-helen’s experience with real estate means she’s seen a lot of buildings and talked a lot of strangers into buying those buildings at a higher price than maybe they should have sold for. She makes sure that the design of the corridors is optimized in a way the distortion never quite bothered with

As much as i love ruminating on michael, i also love helen, because i see her as being the best of both human and spiral, able to use everything she has from both experiences in a way “existence tied to its pointlessness” michael never really could

WRONG SONG HAIKUBOT

also *eats the art*

“I I thought you knew I knew 'bout why I want to die and say goodbye.”

I know Good Day is technically a Heart song but. I think Soul sometimes feels the same way. And it takes two to bring him back from that metaphorical edge.

What is spiders georg an avatar of? The obvious answer is the web, but he *eats* 10,000 spiders a day. That doesnt sound like web avatar behavior. Maybe web victim? But that doesnt give us insights into what he’s an avatar of, because someone so powerful of an outliar is clearly an avatar

me at any given time: can we just buckle down and focus on the task at hand please???

my brain:

my brain: ……….ranibow sprimkle……………

This too shall pass but like holy fuck

I HATE how tumblr brings up your old tags as you’re typing a new tag because I really don’t!! Want to remember!!! Some of the things I’ve said on this godforsaken site!!!!

I wonder if Michael Shelley got a grave. I don't think Gertrude would have made one; she's not sentimental enough for it. If you make graves for people you lose, you might think too hard about sacrificing them. If he had living family, they probably would have been at least a little estranged by virtue of how much time he spent at this job that, frankly, would make him sound like a lunatic to most people. I also doubt Gertrude would report his death in any official way. He would just disappear, never to be heard from again. Anyone else might not know he was gone for months.

The other assistants... they would know he was gone. Some silent acknowledgment that he wouldn't come back and shouldn't be spoken about. Maybe one of them would give him a grave, maybe. Or maybe not; after all, burials generally involve digging in the dirt, and they all knew about the Coffin by then. Who would want to tempt fate that way, and all for one dead man that cared too much?

No, his only grave is a labyrinth of doors. And even that twisted, painful testament to who he was and what he did, is taken from him when Helen usurps him.