The Resident Programmer

I like to know my writing partner. This isn’t always necessary, and if you’re not the sort of person who tries to get chummy with their roleplaying buddies, that’s absolutely fine, but in my experience, the plots and characters that last the longest are the ones with the players that I can message at 3 in the morning with an idea without feeling like I’m bothering them. 

ooc: Just in a drawing mood tonight so I felt like drawing my baby Chuck. I don’t know why I drew him crying but yeah

just sometimes I get mad

“Muck hugging fanart!” Part 3 of my Secret Santa gift for Maikister! This maybe the only time I draw Muck, lol. This was my favorite gift to draw, tho! I just wanted to draw Mike and Chuck in over-sized sweaters… C'mon it’s Winter! XD

Couse I like both Supernatural and Motorcity and nobody stopped me

ninja46464 requested their lil cotton candy muckles fusion during my stream! a cute uvu

It’s Our Process.

Dutch Gordy, probably.

Live Fast, Live Free

“If it’s alright with Chuck,” Mike said, turning to the blond. “You okay with them sitting with us?”

Chuck looked back up from his food when he heard the exchange and stared for a moment. More people wanted to sit with him? Why? “I, uh, sure?” he said with a bit of hesitation. It was nice that people wanted to sit with him, but sometimes dealing with people was overwhelming.

“Wake up! Wake up! It’s just a dream!” “What were you dreaming about…? You were shouting…” “I woke up because you were screaming so loudly.” “Shh– No, no, don’t panic, love. You’re safe now.” “It was so real! I swear! He/she was here!” “I don’t ever want to sleep again. What if– what if I dream about that again?” “If you tell me, it’ll go away. That’s what my mum/dad always told me and it’s never failed me.” “Do you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?” “I don’t want to go back to sleep…” “I’m so scared… I can’t stop seeing what I just saw. It was so vivid!” “There’s really nobody here, okay? Do you need me to show you around to prove that to you?” “How do I know I’m not still dreaming? You’re acting really strangely.” “Let’s get you to the shower, you’re covered in sweat.” “There’s really nobody else here.” “You’ve got a really bad fever. That must have caused those weird dreams.” “I don’t even know what a peaceful night’s sleep is like anymore.” “I can’t do this anymore. These nightmares have to stop…” “Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real.” “I can’t go back to sleep after that. I need coffee– no, I need a drink, a stiff one.” “How long have you been having these nightmares?” “I’ve had nightmares all my life, but they’ve been really bad recently.” “You get so worked up before you go to sleep, maybe you should try to relax a bit more. Maybe then you’ll get some rest?” “I’d kill for a peaceful night’s sleep.” “A dream catcher? Honestly? I’m not a child.” “Nothing’s ever helped this. I just need to learn to live with the fact that sleeping will always be a nightmare, literally.” “I’m so tired… but there’s no way I’m going back to sleep after that.”