Is This That Thing Where People Were Replicating The Booping April Fools Thing Through Ask Boxes

SLAMS FIST ON TABLE.

I FREAKING LOVE MY FRIENDS!!

uh pinned post. i'm a Kris/Chara Dreemurr fictive & Shadow the Hedgehog fictionkin. about me on our Neocities

our (system) main is @seafoamspirit

Sonic stuff at @midnightbadnik

probably fix this later. good day

Shadow, have you been taking care of yourself? Eating regular meals and drinking water? Taking meds, if you have any?

Please remember to be kind to yourself, and don't push yourself too hard. I hope this life is being nothing but kind to you, especially during this Year of Shadow.

Love, your sister, Maria Robotnik 🩵

x

A migrating phoenix has stopped for a decadent sippy of water from a stagnant puddle in a Walmart parking lot and has ignited the years of accumulated fuel leaks into the surrounding pavement. It's so happy.

Once upon a time there was a small desert village with a single well outside town. One day a young woman went to the well to fetch water, and the well heard her crying, and asked “What’s wrong?”

She stopped her sobbing and asked the well “You can talk?”

“Yes,” said the well. “Long ago, the witch who lives in this town gave me life so I could serve as a guardian to the townspeople.”

“Alas,” said the young woman. “I am the daughter of that witch. She lived in peace with the townsfolk for many years. But the new mayor, who is a violent and hateful man, riled the people up against her, and they burned her at the stake. I am young and still do not know very much magic. I tried to curse them, but my curses fizzled. Now I worry I will never avenge my mother’s death.”

“Do not be afraid,” said the well. “I will take care of this.”

The next morning, when the Mayor came to fetch water from the well, he heard an odd noise coming from the bottom. He peered over as far as he could to see what was happening. Then an impossibly long arm shot up from the bottom of the well, grabbed the mayor, and pulled him into the well shaft. There was a horrible crunching sound, and nobody ever saw the Mayor again. The townsfolk apologized to the witch’s daughter, and they all lived happily ever after.

Moral of the story: living well is the best revenge

I don't throw around the request for others to kill for me often but Shadow, end this man's life.

theres special text for booping yourself

That's fair

a little comic based on this post by @existencebringsonlypain

last week i woke up from one of the most fucked up nightmares ive ever had with that middle panel burned into my brain. like the exact wording and the exact apartment and the exact squidward. i feel like if i didnt make it real something bad wouldve happened. anyway todays upload is spunchbob comic oc