markiplier-egos:

fleecal:

markiplier-egos:

fleecal:

markiplier-egos:

I’ve been thinking about this for the last four hours as I tried to finish the story I want to put up today, which most likely will go up tomorrow since I keep redoing scenes. 

What if Egos aren’t the only souls that get transported across the multiverse?

What if every soul that is killed before their time has the chance of being reborn in another universe?

What if they discover this by visiting Detriot?

What if the Egos figure out how to go between the dimensions and Bing, Oliver and Green convince Red and Blue to show the others the world they all came from?

What if time moves differently between different dimensions so when they arrive it’s 2050, 12 years after the game took place?

What if everyone is shocked to see Bing grow skinnier, and shorter, features softening into what he looked like originally, finally driving home the act that he’s not purposely irresponsible and immature?

What if the Bots are amazed at how far the Humans and Androids came with living in harmony?

What if Blue and Red grow a little softer to humans, seeing how the group, who every assume are androids since they share the same face, is being treated?

What if Bing, Green, and Oliver want to see if they can track down their old families?

What if Bing has a tearful reunion with his adopted parents, and the group comforts Green at the cemetery where his parents are buried, but the real surprise comes when they track down Olivers family? 

What if Oliver is tackled by the family he once took care of, finding the kids older and all grown up and thriving, having lives of their own, but all home for their father’s birthday?

What if the Talia, the oldest daughter of the family who Oliver last saw at the age of 16 but is now nearing 30, untangles herself from the hug pile only to freeze as she sees the surrounding group of egos? 

What if the others notice and all grow slightly confused as Oliver goes to explain, only for him, and the rest of the egos to freeze as she utters a single word?

What if the world wasn’t even English, but it had nearly as much weight to the egos that couldn’t understand it as those that could?

What if she had looked directly at Bim and muttered ‘Timeus?’

What if Ruzha had been reborned into the Detriot World after she had been killed, only to be told her memories were just an overactive imagination growing up, for everyone to think that her Abyssal was just a made up language?

What if she believed it for years until she felt the presence of her husband again?

Oliver gives the one and only Bim Trimmer a shovel talk.

Talia tells him he better get ready for more because she needs to catch up to Bim’s Chart.

I hope they have a lot of fun. 🙂

She will sleep with everyone Bim did minus the andriods

Any special reason not the ‘droids?

Like, I can understand why not Ollie or Bing, but why not the others?

markiplier-egos:

fleecal:

markiplier-egos:

I’ve been thinking about this for the last four hours as I tried to finish the story I want to put up today, which most likely will go up tomorrow since I keep redoing scenes. 

What if Egos aren’t the only souls that get transported across the multiverse?

What if every soul that is killed before their time has the chance of being reborn in another universe?

What if they discover this by visiting Detriot?

What if the Egos figure out how to go between the dimensions and Bing, Oliver and Green convince Red and Blue to show the others the world they all came from?

What if time moves differently between different dimensions so when they arrive it’s 2050, 12 years after the game took place?

What if everyone is shocked to see Bing grow skinnier, and shorter, features softening into what he looked like originally, finally driving home the act that he’s not purposely irresponsible and immature?

What if the Bots are amazed at how far the Humans and Androids came with living in harmony?

What if Blue and Red grow a little softer to humans, seeing how the group, who every assume are androids since they share the same face, is being treated?

What if Bing, Green, and Oliver want to see if they can track down their old families?

What if Bing has a tearful reunion with his adopted parents, and the group comforts Green at the cemetery where his parents are buried, but the real surprise comes when they track down Olivers family? 

What if Oliver is tackled by the family he once took care of, finding the kids older and all grown up and thriving, having lives of their own, but all home for their father’s birthday?

What if the Talia, the oldest daughter of the family who Oliver last saw at the age of 16 but is now nearing 30, untangles herself from the hug pile only to freeze as she sees the surrounding group of egos? 

What if the others notice and all grow slightly confused as Oliver goes to explain, only for him, and the rest of the egos to freeze as she utters a single word?

What if the world wasn’t even English, but it had nearly as much weight to the egos that couldn’t understand it as those that could?

What if she had looked directly at Bim and muttered ‘Timeus?’

What if Ruzha had been reborned into the Detriot World after she had been killed, only to be told her memories were just an overactive imagination growing up, for everyone to think that her Abyssal was just a made up language?

What if she believed it for years until she felt the presence of her husband again?

Oliver gives the one and only Bim Trimmer a shovel talk.

Talia tells him he better get ready for more because she needs to catch up to Bim’s Chart.

I hope they have a lot of fun. 🙂

adamsmasher:

miseducatedmelanicmuse:

hi I’m a therapist
some people come to me to break down severe childhood trauma
some people come to me because their job is super stressful
some people come to me because they’re worried all the time about stuff that they know they shouldn’t be worried about but they worry anyway
some people come to me because they’re bad at focusing
some people come to me because their mom said they should but they’re enjoying the experience anyway
what i’m saying is there is no wrong time, reason, or explanation to come see a therapist. we’re ready for you.

gum-xx-drop:

Y’ALL, LEMME PRESENT TO YOU THE GREATEST 2 MINUTES OF VIDEO YOU’LL EVER SEE!

This had me crying, loved this section with Ethan and Seán! “There’s only odd cause I can’t even right now.” Im dead 😂😂😭👏🏻

brellom:

absolutelyalvaaron:

absolutelyalvaaron:

coffeedaydreams:

carbonoid-nsfw:

So I just read up more on what the actual fuck is going on and what this means for NSFW content creators and this twitter thread really explains everything and why no amount of petition signing is going to change the direction tumblr, and inevitably twitter, is going

You can read the thread here

While a lot of artists went the ways of newgrounds and HF and mastodon and whatever else, a lot artists (myself included) just moved to Twitter because we were all mostly there already. But I’m not just bringing this up because I care about twitter, twitter definitely sucks, but because NSFW creators are very quickly running out of options.

Seems to explain the things going on with Tumblr lately.

I don’t make a living on nsfw anything, but some of you guys might?

I’m not a huge fan of censorship, so this is just plain worrisome anyway. I’m not entirely sure what to do other than help spread the word. =/

Are you fucking kidding me

Hey remember this post from a few days ago?

Well if you too think that’s bullshit, I advise you to check out this site right here.

I’m leaving tumblr soon, but having learned about SESTA & FOSTA recently, it’s got me a bit worried about the safety of NSFW creators in particular on major social media outlets. 

By conflicting with

Section 230 of the Communications Decency Act, this set of bills can make entire websites responsible for the content of it’s users, putting them at legal risk if a user posts something the law doesn’t like – so the safest course of action is to play it safe and prohibit users from posting ANY remotely risky stuff – like NSFW content (thanks tumblr). It’s a bit like the EU’s Article 13.

It’s a bill that, on the surface, looks like it’s supposed to do good, but I’m not under the impression that it’s doing much more than harm – and it’s a step closer to the censorship of sexual expression, which I’m not really cool with, especially right after what’s happened to tumblr – effectively disrupting the livelihood of creators and purveyors of anything NSFW. Like you and I.

Maybe it won’t be an issue, MAYBE it’s an overreaction… but it’s currently on my mind and it has me worried. So perhaps, if you were previously unaware of the circumstances, you should be made aware. 

Because after Net-Neutrality’s Repeal, Article 13, and tumblr metaphorically shitting on us, I’m not particularly optimistic… 

So perhaps you should get in contact with your representatives and, like… Set them straight.

I don’t like talking about these big, world-changey politic-analogous stuff on my tumblr, but since we’re going to be burying my tumblr soon, I guess there’s not much of a point.

johannesviii:

lostalive:

genderists:

i just had the weirdest moment, i was feeling my front teeth with my tongue because they’re the tiniest bit crooked, and then i had the thought “i’ll check if they’re also crooked in my other mouth” and then i realized to my shock and confusion that i have only one mouth, leading me to believe that in a past life i was a terrible monster with two mouths

A few months ago, I thought to myself “Mmm I’m so tired… how much longer in this one again?” and I knew instinctively what I meant by ‘this one’ was this body and this life. I then spend a few wide-eyed moments having an identity/existential crisis like how many times have I been on this earth to have such an instinctive response to being bone-weary to my soul? No one can really answer, especially not me.

In July 2017, one night I woke up around 2 a.m and blurted out in a quasi professorial voice “the Equinox Bird has infinite beaks, all in the wrong direction, and infinite eyes” and I don’t know what the fuck I was dreaming about but it still haunts me. It seemed like a very important information for a few seconds.

fleecal:

Remember that time someone was apparently stealing bones from the graveyard? Tumblr is wild

ilovemusicalyy: