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Meet the Creepypasta Fighter cards (2/2)
BEN Drowned -- Ticci Toby
Sonic.EXE -- The Proxies
Candle Cove -- The Red Tower
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flag id: three flags with 4 stripes, with the second and third being half the size of the rest. the top flag’s stripes are medium dark brown, gold, cream, and dark faded indigo. the bottom left flag’s stripes are dark brown, brown, gold, and dark faded indigo. the bottom right flag’s stripes are gold, soft gold, cream, and dark faded indigo. end id.
banner id: a 1500x150 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting’ in large white text in the center. end id.
tyde eft | foar
chronodoxal referential language flags! a tyde is a chronodoxal person, an eft is an older tyde, and a foar is a younger tyde.
tags: @radiomogai, @liom-archive, @macchiane, @genderstarbucks
tags cont: @p-rtyboy, @dragonpride17
dni link
flag id: two flags in the same format. the flag is made up of 8 triangular sections all meeting in the center. in a circle from the top right, the triangular sections are cream, soft gold, gold, caramel brown, brown, medium dark brown, dark brown, and brown-black. there is a dark faded indigo frame around the edges of the flag. in the center of the left flag is the chronodoxal symbol, an outline of a medium dark brown clock with 3 hands. a squiggly gold hand points upwards, a zigzagging brown hand points to the right, and a hooked brown-black hand points to the bottom left. the symbol is outlined and filled with cream. end id.
banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.
chronodoxal: a neogender umbrella for terms related to time travel, time manipulation, etc.
[pt: chronodoxal: a neogender umbrella for terms related to time travel, time manipulation, etc. end pt]
concepts potentially included under chronodoxal:
time travel
time manipulation through any means (magical, scientific, etc.)
time moving backwards, slowly, quickly, or otherwise not normally
diverging timelines, paradoxes, etc.
things or people being out of place in time (ex: a modern cell phone existing centuries ago)
changing the past, affecting the future, etc.
extended lifetimes, aging slowly, etc.
and anything else that has to do with time not working the way it should!
derived terms:
tyde, tydes: a chronodoxal person (derived from middle english 'tyde', meaning 'time')
eft, eften: an older chronodoxal person (derived from 'efter', which is 'after' in several languages)
foar, foars: a younder chronodoxal person (derived from 'befoar', saterland frisian for 'before')
chrotem: a chronodoxal gender ('chrono' + 'temporal')
chrin: chronodoxal-in-nature
chrodoxine: having chronodoxal qualities (equivalent of masculinity/femininity). noun form is chrodoxinity
temponic: chronodoxal gender alignment ('temporal' + 'chrono' + 'ic')
transchrodoxine, transchrodox, transchron: transitioning towards chrodoxinity
the term is 'chrono', 'dox' from 'paradox', + 'al', intended for similarity to 'temporal' (referring to time)!
the flag is meant to look somewhat like a clock and uses shades of brown, which i associate with time, increasing in darkness from cream to nearly black to represent the passage of time. the frame is to further emulate a wall clock and is indigo, which i associate with both science and magic.
the symbol is meant to look like the kind of clock that might represent a world where time is regularly manipulated — it combines squiggle (5), slanted north arrow with hooked head, and downwards zigzag arrow, electrolysis from this folder to make the hands. here it is by itself:
[image id: two images of the chronodoxal symbol, which is an outline of a medium dark brown clock with 3 hands. a squiggly gold hand points upwards, a zigzagging brown hand points to the right, and a hooked brown-black hand points to the bottom left. the symbol is outlined and filled with cream. the symbol on the left is outlined and filled in with cream, the symbol on the right is not, and the image in the middle is a blank image of the same size so that the symbols take up less space on screen. end id.]
and here's the template for those who want to coin chrotems!
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tags cont: @p-rtyboy, @dragonpride17
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Concussion.
No peace or youth. No love. No body. I wish you were here even though those people are dead. I wish my eyes could close and I'd enter your room but I don't know where you live anymore. I don't even know where I fucking live. I don't know a damn fucking thing except there is something terrible inside of me.
I hope there are people that don't feel this way.
I'm 27
All of a sudden the moments in my life that I loved most and held on to are no longer a part of my past.
That's how it feels. Say what you want but that's how I feel. I feel like the kid I was is dead. I feel like I'm fucking dead.
My memories are no longer mine. They are just pictures of someone else's life that I saw somewhere.
Last year was forever ago. Yesterday I hardly remember.
What the fuck happened? When did I start going bald? Why am I so chubby?
I'm just a kid. Where did I go? I'm still a kid. I feel like a fucking kid.
Why does it feel like I'm about to die? Where did my friends go? Why don't I like being around them anymore? Why is being happy so hard? Why is insecurity what I have most of? Why do I pray for a bigger dick? What am I really missing?
Did I never learn how to be a man? Am I not capable? Am I fucked?
Am I as weak and pathetic as I quietly believe I am?
WHAT AM I LOOKING FOR?
The future feels hopeless. I almost can't breathe when I think about it because I'd rather die than be as bored as I think I'm going to be.
I wish there was something I could do, but positivity and hardwork and making art and making money and talking and all that shit just seem so fucking unimportant to me.
I don't want to make art. I'm not an artist. I'M JUST SELF OBSESSED AND THE TWO ARE EASILY CONFUSED.
What the fuck.
I don't want to talk. I have nothing worth saying but I say it allllllllllllllllllll anyways because the bullshit I make up about myself is all I have. I don't want to be great. I fucking hate people. I hate when people think they know things especially about other people and I hate that I'm one of those people. I don't want anything other than the beautiful child I remember myself as but that motherfucker is dead and the sad truth is that even when I was that motherfucker I STILL hated myself. I guess what I need to do is figure out how to see myself in the present the way my future self will see this me right now, but what the fuck how am I supposed to do that? I DON'T WANT TO PRETEND.
This all started when I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and saw myself in the mirror.
I wonder what's wrong with me, lol. I feel a lot better now that I typed those thoughts out. Maybe that's why I post everything I think. Giving it to you all turns these horribly dark desires into just another cliche joke.
I bet I'd be happy if I never got pimples.