I'm holding onto this people. No takey nada.

marquisesassfang:

marquise-spinneret-mindfang:

((Ahhh this is a creepy game and I don’t like playing creepy/horror alone so please join?))

((OMF JOIN ME I’M ALREADY CREEPED OUT OKAY.))

marquisesassfang:

marquise-spinneret-mindfang:

((So wrong account but here’s my new vriska horns unmounted.))

Need to mount these later.

I still need to mount these but here’s for the normal evening crew.

doctor-scratch:

My thoughts literally slip from one subject to another on a regular basis in nanoseconds, so here’s where we are at:

If I had a choice between never sleeping again without repercussions and 500mil, I might just take the never sleeping again.

Then I realized I could pay for college.

And the 500mil was the winner.

Now let’s think about wigs.

I really need to brush out and style Rarity.

Soon, soon.

Not tonight.

Later.

Hopefully.

And while I’m still rambling about how my head goes…

Let me try this:

So here’s my cat and she’s fucking with the cord omg she’s so cute and fluffy. oh shit there’s my damn DS I wonder if it’s dead yet, where the fuck is my PSP then? I see my SP and all that shit but where the hell did I put that system? i know it’s not lost I was trying to play it the other day and that sorta failed now what did I ever do with it? I guess it fell somewhere I’ll have to hunt for it soon. Why is there a random stick of deoderant tehre? What book is that? Oh It’s my MLP book nvm. Okay so how many manga do I have shit I need to talk to rail about her code thing and do that shebangin’ stuff soon oh I guess I need to go order those books now where did I put my purse? Oh rightI remember, I should go through my music and sort it. I need to finish organizing my computer. When am I going to clean my room? I don’t want to decorate anything yet, I’ll do it the weekend after next, oh wait! I’m going to a friend’s house who can help me with sewing and I’ll ask them how to do A B and C somehow I’m not sure how this will work and I do need the expertise advice. Oh cool my Snuggie is hung up. Oh crap why haven’t I gotten rid of these redbull cans that are everywhere? Hrm what is in that poster tube? Nothing, I already gave her her shit so what do I do with it? I guess I could use it for a prop. Oh crap I haven’t hung up my second board or my posters yet. Damn it. I need to finish cleaning soon. I need to get that Kadaj FFVII figure soon enough because damn that’s all I’m missing. I do need to get Zack and Cloud from the Crisis Core set too while I’m collecting. I need more shelves so I can display things, maybe one of thos eglass cases? Hrm I should repose them all soon and dust them and stuff. Oh yeah I did put up my Scourge Sister posters. Cool, the MLP and IY ones are up too. What am I missing besides Wall Scrolls? And the cork board? Nothing? Why do I have so much space I shouldn’t. What do I do with my extra Sephiroth? OH GIVEAWAY. Whenever I reach eh I will decide later. Russia needs to be a bit resewn oh crap so do my jackets ugu. I need to—wait, I sorted everything. I ened to do those sprites soon once I get more pictures I need to sprite a lot more this week hrm that’s my goals of free time. I do need to do some posts for my MF journal and stuff. I need a weekend off, or at least some relax days. I don’t have those. My cat is fuzzy. I wuv her. Abububu. I am showering in the morning. Where is my shampoo? Where did I put it? I don’t remember shit right now damnit. Hrm I am sort tired and wide awake what is this shit. I need to go arrange playdates with some friends soon tog et some shit done oops. Isn’t next weekend Easter? When do I get to hang out with Jenn Jenn? Ugu sugoi desu ne kawaii no baka fuck I just wanted to make weird Japanese sounds in my head. I love my summoner and mindfang colored pillows. Fuck I love that pairing OTP, I ahve so many odd OTPs for every category why am I a square like that? Hrm I wonder if Mindfang has been styled yet I need to talk to the girls soon enough. All of the girls, all of them. Why is it that after high school I start making more than like two real friends that are girls? Wow I used to only be friends with dudes for awhile there. I miss my MS crew but we all just grew apart. I ened to fix on the sewing machine and see if I can make it work. Fuck I’m tired. I wonder how much shipping will cost me. I need to clean, again. Oh I should do a load of laundry so my button ups are all clean and I can wear my corset cute. Dishes need to be put away when done, stat. If I exist and no one else does, does that make me the most imaginative or the most lonely? Both. What if I’m a figment of someone’s imagination? Ack, that was a cruel ass joke that guy told to me and turned on me awhile ago. He turned out well. If most of the stars we see have already died, doesn’t that make life sad? I think it does. I might cry from that, god, it is like looking into the past. That is lonely. I wouldn’t awnt to be a star. I would be so lonely and alone because of that. Stars must be sad. I really am tired. My God. Ich denke, dass ich muede bin. Ich muede, weil ich nicht schlafen habe. Scheisse. Ich will Schlafen. Ich muss Schlafen haben. Tut mir Leid, liebe ich Deutsch. Ja, ja, es ist nicht gut Grammatik. LLA. Meine Katze ist sehr schoen. Roger, roger oooh the world ends with you going to go opoints mash for some pins.

((Afternoon crew))

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doctor-scratch:

((I’m posting this here before I start my profile work. I had an idea.

I’m going to (except for long rps), do this real-time.

When it’s day, you’ll talk to Dr. D. Scratch, the personable CEO of English Corporation.

At night, you’ll talk to the leader of the Felt, Lord English.

I figured that’d help with some things.

:3

The only reason this rule will be broken is due to plot reasons.

So enjoy!))

(Source: marquisesassfang)

doctor-scratch:

((So let’s start this AU off with some details about bluh-and-bluh! So I’m about a week or so late, but I’ve been sick so get off of my back? Hah! Yeah, right. Anyways, I came up with the details awhile ago, but the roles of the Felt are open! Otherwise, I’ll rp them as NPCs until someone claims them.

To claim a Felt, message me with an application and all of the details, all of them.

Name, race, age, and such! I might get multiple for a role, but please don’t be angry if you’re not picked. For the most part, this is a first-come, first-serve basis, and I’ll periodically announce who got what, alright? Though, you DO have to stick with the basics that I put down!

Itchy: He’s a Felt-only character, not involved with English Corp at all. He’s a ‘runner’, of sorts. This dude can get anything, anywhere, at any time. The best, the fastest, and rumored to have a weakness for caffeine. He’s an expert trafficker, getting through any security, any sort of customs. How? That’s a secret.

Doze: Doze is one of those slow people, but his expertise is the gathering of data and circumventing this-and-that. It takes him awhile to get everything planned out, but if he has a target in mind for a raid, a bust, or whatever-need-be, give him a few days and there will be a full-proof tactical plan behind it!

Trace: A ‘cleaner’, he’s one of a two-man duo at this job with Fin in the Felt. He and Fin can completely erase a person, their past, their future, anything and everything at all. You really don’t want a visit, for the most part.

Clover: Master hacker, child genius, and wanted by every technological government for hacking crimes. He leaves a note for his victims. He’s the youngest Felt member, and the only one with any sort of true past records (you can look at his page on the internet, but it’s just a bunch of riddles). His hobby is safe-cracking.

Fin: The other half of the cleaner pair, cleaning up a person through death, record sabotage, etc.

Die: His day job is working as the head of English Corp’s medical research and development. He’s part of the pharmaceutical drug ring, since it wouldn’t be surprising for him to be along with testing medical shipments across the world. Whoops. He goes by Die as the Felt, his job stated above. Sort of a quirky fellow.

Crowbar: Crowbar is manager extraordinaire! He usually organizes and helps carry out the bigger, multiple-part jobs. Part muscle, part brains, he keeps the Felt in line and of course, keeps them out of trouble. He’s pretty good at getting people out of sticky situations (like some members tend to land themselves into). His day job is a security guard for Dr. Scratch’s office.

Snowman: Felt-related only. Snowman is a mysterious assassin, the last-result of the Felt. The victim is sent an 8-ball, containing a note, signed by Snowman his/herself (her in actuality, but no one outside of the Felt knows this!). After receiving this note, the victim is dead within eight days. The only evidence is the 8-ball.

Stitch: Not often in the field, but when he does, someone will be hurt and he has to patch the damn idiot up. His job is mostly to create illegal ties to-this-and-that. Fake passports, identities, lives, etc. Head of the travel department at English Corp, well, let’s just say he has the perfect cover for those illegal activities. He just ‘sews up the loose ends’.

Sawbuck: Sawbuck’s day job is the head of the medical department overall at English corp. In the Felt, he goes along with the trafficking-ring, also responsible for distribution, along with a bit of dallying in the arms-dealing.

Matchsticks: Rumor is that Mr. Matchsticks is a famed arsonist that disappeared off the map a decade or so ago. His Felt job is to put on and out both literal fires and figurative ones. He’s the head of the media marketing/advertising division at English Corp, but has a bit of a fire-obsession. In the Felt, well, if there’s a fire, he’s there.

Eggs: He’s part of the Eggs-Biscuit pair of the Felt. These two are known for kidnapping, and normal muscle jobs in the Felt. The two of them just appear and disappear out of nowhere, for job and non-job reasons. They’ve been known to rob bakeries.

Biscuits: Part of the Felt’s famous Eggs-Biscuits pair, known for kidnapping and normal muscle jobs. Sort of thuggish, but hey, someone needs to do some dirty work. They appear and disappear for whatever reason, seeming to job be all around at all times. Oh dear, what a problem! They’re known to rob bakeries, and for their victims, a tray of biscuits. 

Quarters: The Felt’s arms-master. Behind most of the illegal gun-dealing operations and of course the entire business behind it! He’s rumored to be some special-ops former rouge person, but people like to speculate. He’s also the sniper-job. If they require to take out someone by such means, he’s the best of the best. Rumors also state he was apart of some war… Not that anyone REALLY knows outside of the Felt.

Cans: Cans is your convincer and muscle. He deals with politicians if need-be, and this imposing creature can ‘convince’. If Eggs and Biscuits aren’t there to ‘rough someone up’, then guess whom is instead? God fuck I would say yes at the sight of this guy. (He’s totally Russian, just… because…?)

My fucking word there it is. Anyways, just… if anyone’s interested, send me whatever. I suggest using the submit option rather than the ask feature, because I’d like your personal headcanons for it also! 

Oh boy, that was hard to do. Anyways, questions and comments are welcomed at all times.))

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