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@rosezampano
Elias has insisted I create this 'blog' for a "social experiment.".

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fuck you *turns you into a child*
Uh- maybe we-
*poof! she is 6 inches shorter than she was before. her hair is in a shiny bob, and looks otherwise the same, minus a few grey streaks. her eyes are also dark brown instead of grey*
*she looks around in confusion*
What? Where am I?
Rosie~ Do you want--
...
what.
*she looks at immi (?) with a kind of pompous disinterest which did not match the 5 foot tall acne ridden teenager*
Who are you?
*she sounds soul witheringly posh*
....Oh my... how British.!-
My names Immi, I work here~
*she whips her head around, evidently confused*
This is a workplace? It's... well, a little rundown.
*she straightens her collar absent mindedly*
it's all part of the charm!
plus, if you don't like it, just wait... quite a few years, and you'll be able to change it!
*her entire face drops into horror*
I am going to work... here?
yup! Isn't that great? *she smiled*
*she is the picture of anguish*
Here? Like... the manager?
oh! No, a receptionist!
[she seems unsteady, and falls against the desk in desperation]
So I'm... [she pauses for a long time] how much do I...
What do you do?
fuck you *turns you into a child*
Uh- maybe we-
*poof! she is 6 inches shorter than she was before. her hair is in a shiny bob, and looks otherwise the same, minus a few grey streaks. her eyes are also dark brown instead of grey*
*she looks around in confusion*
What? Where am I?
Rosie~ Do you want--
...
what.
*she looks at immi (?) with a kind of pompous disinterest which did not match the 5 foot tall acne ridden teenager*
Who are you?
*she sounds soul witheringly posh*
....Oh my... how British.!-
My names Immi, I work here~
*she whips her head around, evidently confused*
This is a workplace? It's... well, a little rundown.
*she straightens her collar absent mindedly*
it's all part of the charm!
plus, if you don't like it, just wait... quite a few years, and you'll be able to change it!
*her entire face drops into horror*
I am going to work... here?
yup! Isn't that great? *she smiled*
*she is the picture of anguish*
Here? Like... the manager?
URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD.
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
Please Donate now:👇
https://www.gofundme.com/f/join-us-in-our-struggle-save-our-family-from-war-in-gaza
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fuck you *turns you into a child*
Uh- maybe we-
*poof! she is 6 inches shorter than she was before. her hair is in a shiny bob, and looks otherwise the same, minus a few grey streaks. her eyes are also dark brown instead of grey*
*she looks around in confusion*
What? Where am I?
Rosie~ Do you want--
...
what.
*she looks at immi (?) with a kind of pompous disinterest which did not match the 5 foot tall acne ridden teenager*
Who are you?
*she sounds soul witheringly posh*
....Oh my... how British.!-
My names Immi, I work here~
*she whips her head around, evidently confused*
This is a workplace? It's... well, a little rundown.
*she straightens her collar absent mindedly*
it's all part of the charm!
plus, if you don't like it, just wait... quite a few years, and you'll be able to change it!
*her entire face drops into horror*
I am going to work... here?

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I'm assuming, due to the complete and utter lack of paper in any of our printers that you are sending invitations? Again?
- @rosezampano
Hello Rosie. Yes, i have been sending out invitations to our upcoming Gala. You are also invited, even tho your formal invitation still hasn't been made. There are a lot of guests we need to keep track of.
Well... thank you? I will be sure to go.
fuck you *turns you into a child*
Uh- maybe we-
*poof! she is 6 inches shorter than she was before. her hair is in a shiny bob, and looks otherwise the same, minus a few grey streaks. her eyes are also dark brown instead of grey*
*she looks around in confusion*
What? Where am I?
Rosie~ Do you want--
...
what.
*she looks at immi (?) with a kind of pompous disinterest which did not match the 5 foot tall acne ridden teenager*
Who are you?
*she sounds soul witheringly posh*
....Oh my... how British.!-
My names Immi, I work here~
*she whips her head around, evidently confused*
This is a workplace? It's... well, a little rundown.
*she straightens her collar absent mindedly*
fuck you *turns you into a child*
Uh- maybe we-
*poof! she is 6 inches shorter than she was before. her hair is in a shiny bob, and looks otherwise the same, minus a few grey streaks. her eyes are also dark brown instead of grey*
*she looks around in confusion*
What? Where am I?
Rosie~ Do you want--
...
what.
*she looks at immi (?) with a kind of pompous disinterest which did not match the 5 foot tall acne ridden teenager*
Who are you?
*she sounds soul witheringly posh*
fuck you *turns you into a child*
Uh- maybe we-
*poof! she is 6 inches shorter than she was before. her hair is in a shiny bob, and looks otherwise the same, minus a few grey streaks. her eyes are also dark brown instead of grey*
*she looks around in confusion*
What? Where am I?
HAPPY LESBIAN VISIBILITY DAY HOMOS

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Is Dyhard Canon Yet?
25/04/25:
No.
Dyhard hasn't been canon for 463 days.
[An Unknown Number is calling you!]
[Do you accept?]
[Silvester contemplates the screen for a few seconds, then decides to bite and put the phone to his ear.]
Hello?
[Rosie does not sound happy, she is practically yelling at the phone, and there is general sounds of chaos in the background, making it somewhat difficult to hear her]
SILVESTER? IS THIS YOU?
[She seems to be walking around, because the crunch of sand and the rushing of water against her legs are very loud compared to the sirens and screaming behind her]
Uh- Rosie? Yeah, it's me, what- what's going on?
[The audio is choppy and bitcrushed because of her poor signal, and the fact that she's screaming into her microphone]
YOUR FUCKING PRINTER SENT ME TO HELL OR WHEREVER THIS FUCKING BEACH IS - I TRIED TO CONNECT TO YOUR PRINTER WITH BLUETOOTH TO PRINT ELIAS' FUCKING TAX RETURNS BECAUSE HE THINKS IM HIS ACCOUNTANT AND YOUR PRINTER STARTED SCREAMING AT ME AND NOW IM HERE!
[First he tries not to laugh, then he panics, then he tries to not laugh again.]
Uh- uhhh, I don't know what- I don't know how to help you, I didn't think it knew how to do that! I just thought it had gained sentient life! Uh- wait, I can help, but you have to stand still! Unless something is chasing you.
[She calms down a little, and suddenly it's apparent how quiet it is there, other than the sound of the waves on the shore]
I don't know if it was just your printer- the fucking thing starting screaming at me when I touched it so I jumped and ran off and into a door that... I'm sure wasn't there before.
And now I'm here. In the sea, on a really fucking cold beach. I think there was something a minute ago [she turns and looks around] but there's no one here at all. Just the beach.
[a note of slight distress enters her voice]
Silvester, where am I?
[An Unknown Number is calling you!]
[Do you accept?]
[Silvester contemplates the screen for a few seconds, then decides to bite and put the phone to his ear.]
Hello?
[Rosie does not sound happy, she is practically yelling at the phone, and there is general sounds of chaos in the background, making it somewhat difficult to hear her]
SILVESTER? IS THIS YOU?
[She seems to be walking around, because the crunch of sand and the rushing of water against her legs are very loud compared to the sirens and screaming behind her]
Uh- Rosie? Yeah, it's me, what- what's going on?
[The audio is choppy and bitcrushed because of her poor signal, and the fact that she's screaming into her microphone]
YOUR FUCKING PRINTER SENT ME TO HELL OR WHEREVER THIS FUCKING BEACH IS - I TRIED TO CONNECT TO YOUR PRINTER WITH BLUETOOTH TO PRINT ELIAS' FUCKING TAX RETURNS BECAUSE HE THINKS IM HIS ACCOUNTANT AND YOUR PRINTER STARTED SCREAMING AT ME AND NOW IM HERE!
[An Unknown Number is calling you!]
[Do you accept?]
[Silvester contemplates the screen for a few seconds, then decides to bite and put the phone to his ear.]
Hello?
[Rosie does not sound happy, she is practically yelling at the phone, and there is general sounds of chaos in the background, making it somewhat difficult to hear her]
SILVESTER? IS THIS YOU?
[She seems to be walking around, because the crunch of sand and the rushing of water against her legs are very loud compared to the sirens and screaming behind her]
Do you have any refs for Eryn? How their facial features look, specially
//hiya!!
@rosezampano actually made a drawing real accurate to how eryn looks, if u wanna use that as ref!! ^_^

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[ esteemed audience ! What's worse? something who lies to hide the truth, or someone who runs away to avoid the truth?]
Hiding the truth.
[ do not bring your gun ]
I am afraid it is already with me. No.
[ but you will be joining the epilogue, correct ? ]
[Sigh] Fine.