mlm-panicking music nerd

When I was a child I convinced myself that when the TV would glitch out it was because aliens were trying to inform me of the exact time, date, and nature of my death

Later in life my technology started to bug out more and more, my game console bugged out and I lost all my save data, my laptop started playing the full audio of every tab that I had opened at any point in the past month whenever it started up even though the tabs were closed, I had to get my phone replaced three times because my apps were turning invisible (they were still there, just couldn’t see them) and then it got stuck in an endless restart loop (thankfully it was still under warranty), my iPod is somehow trapped on Wednesday December 31 1969, and shortly after I first got into TMA the cable went out and the box did this which I thought was pretty funny:

It scares me when it happens and yet I still am drawn to exploring them, I find them fascinating. So what do you think? Sorry I wrote a lot, feel free to ignore it.

gay flag, picked from general john mcnamara of hatchetfield!

[ID: A digital drawing of Jonathan Sims on a white background. He is a thin Arab man with brown skin and short, curly black hair half-pulled-back in a bun with bangs. He has light facial hair, small black earrings, black nail polish, and half-moon glasses on a green beaded chain. He is wearing a baggy gray t-shirt, a thick black cardigan rolled up to his elbows, a long black skirt, dark green chunky lace-up boots, and green socks. He is also wearing a black bracelet and a green and pink bracelet on his wrist. He is smiling brightly, sitting slightly slouched with one hand behind him, the other holding a cigarette by his face. His feet are not touching the ground. The smoke from his cigarette swirls beside his head. end ID]

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There’s time now. And Jon has been complaining about the hassles of long hair - having to brush it every day, to push it out of his face constantly while he reads, to search the safehouse up and down for hair ties he can never seem to keep track of every time he wants to cook. Still, though, Martin thinks that Jon must like his long hair nearly as much as he does, because he hasn’t taken Martin up on any of his offers to cut it. Instead, he grumbles complaints with no real heat, and manages his hair as best he can. He’s taken to braiding it before bed to keep it from getting tangled overnight.

Tonight, though, he threatens to skip it. He yawns from his spot on the couch, stretches his arms over his head, and then falls into Martin’s lap.

“God, I’m exhausted. I don’t think I’ll make it into bed tonight; I barely have the energy to braid my hair.”

I could braid it for you. It’s the sort of thought that used to flash across Martin’s mind occasionally only to be immediately quashed, back when he was still pining after Jon with a fondness he never hoped would be reciprocated. Now, though, there’s nothing stopping him from making the offer out loud, so he does.

cecil palmer would DECK the FUCK out of elias bouchard xoxo

In the first image, Cecil Palmer socks Elias Bouchard in the jaw, using all his weight to put more force behind it, sending Elias flying dramatically and putting Cecil at a wide stance. Cecil shouts, “IDENTITY THEFT IS NOT A JOKE.”

Cecil appears as a tall, thin white person who seems to be middle aged. He has short, brushed back hair, several piercings in his ears, and has five eyes: two regular ones, one in the middle above the regular ones, and another set of two beneath the regular ones. He is wearing a rounded sleeveless shirt with a fishnet shirt underneath, striped high waisted leggings with lace at the cuffs, and a jacket. He is also wearing a transparent airy looking skirt with a thick black band at the top, that has a flower pattern and lace border, an anklet, and slip-on shoes that look a lot like slippers and may or may not actually be slippers.

Elias is a thin white man with black short cut hair, wearing a plain black business suit and tie, and a white dress shirt.

In the second image, Jon Sims, Martin Blackwood, and Carlos the Scientist are shown watching this happen. Jon leans forwards and shouts, “FINISH HIM!” Martin nervously comments, “This seems kind of… personal for him. Carlos responds to Martin, “Yeah there was a whole thing with an auction… It was a rough year.”

Jon is a short thin Brown man in his early thirties wearing a dark long sleeved sweater and lighter pants. He is grinning satisfactorily. He has short greying hair with an undercut pulled into a ponytail, a mustache and bit of a beard, and numerous scars on his face, neck, and hands.

Martin is a taller, fat white man in his early thirties wearing a light patterned knitted sweater and slightly darker pants. He has floppy brown hair, freckles, rounded but vaguely moon shaped glasses, black painted nails, and a couple round scars on his face, neck, and hands. He seems amused.

MARCHIVIST AU 1!11!!!!!!!!!!!