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Forged Bonds

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This episode features @totcoc0a, @taytayheyhey, Alasdair Stuart, Nichole Goodnight, Skylar Johnson and Mike LeBeau

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My name is Marah Baalousha from Gaza.

Computer engineering student

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With tears in your eyes, you fled. The last spiteful words of the doctor echoing in your head.  “No,” you thought, “Whatever that thing is, it isn’t Doctor Moors anymore.” Familiar halls and doors passed you as you slammed through the main gate and out into the lot of the old research center.  As you slid into your car, you couldn’t help but wonder if maybe it was right.

how did u choose your name/url?

it was a name turned nickname turned url :)

240 - Sunrise // 3.2.22

@kitsuonyo​ challenged me to a random color palette drawing challenge. Here’s the first

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Here’s my card with information about my commissions and my artwork!! Feedback, reblogs and signal boosts are appreciated <3

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Home. // 01/06/24

i dont think Home is something you find.

i think it's something you build

bit by bit,

piece by piece,

until you can sit down one day and say,

"this is it

"this is Home."

and then you stand back up

and you keep building.

not because it isnt Home–

but because it is.

Dan Hays Colorado Snow Effect 4 (with detail) 2007, oil on canvas

sleep with a baseball bat // 9.19.21

when It happened // 9.20.21

There was no sound when It happened. 

No alarms, no fanfare;

The gates of heaven and Hell didn't open up, neither angels nor devils spilled onto this mortal plane.

But everyone felt it. 

How could you not? When the entire world is suddenly turned upon its head, all at once, it's impossible not to notice.

When factions no one has ever heard of, and ones that no one ever even knew existed, suddenly pop up all at once, and begin fighting themselves and each other in equal measure, everyone takes notice. 

No one ever cared to stop, and think about what we could learn from It, or that maybe, just maybe, It actually did some good. It was just so much easier to pick up our long-lain swords, and begin fighting over the bad. And it was even easier, now that It had given us new blades to hurl at one another. 

If I had had the time to think, I bet I would've thought it sad that the walls we had finally torn down were rebuilt so easily. But I didn't. After all, I too had noticed. And I too now had swords, old and new, thrown at my feet. 

And it saddens me to say that I wielded them with a fervor that I would never hold again.