Amalgamated posts.

O.K. rant over back to my ships ig.

Platonic shipping is awesome btw

(Not hating on ships btw it's just that it's so common it feels like it's undermining the canon platonic relationship rep)

I'll probably delete this later out of fear idk the internet is scary u guys r scary bye.

I just watched it but NOBODY mess this up I'm serious of ANYONE spoils it for ANYONE my overly sympathetic ass will cry in solidarity for them (and the rest of me also).

Just don't.

Seriously don't.

Idk i just looked up 'michael jackson poses' and traced them.

Dear diary

Hi diary hi hello hi kdjfkfn i feel so siiiiiick so im complaining about how i got sick to take my mind off how sick i feel.

Basically i was just in my room experiencescrolling and there suddenly got a message from one of my parents' friends asking to summon it and like a billion other guys over .i think its name's Xemek or something, either way it needs to chill with its thought broadcast range bc I dont want this crap. Anyway my parents just... did. Without asking me. That's just inconsiderate. Anyway what followed was the expected butt-ton of dimensional interference through the whole home dimension, followed by like 10 people all shouting small talk at each other at middle-aged volume. Seriously guys if youre gonna do this kinda thing we have to get sound and interferenceproofing weve been talking about it for ages.

(Justly) annoyed by this, i decided to go get a drink because i kinda wanted one anyway. I started making my way out when Ma stopped me and asked me to go say hi to all these people i didnt know that im apparently supposed to know and i knew that if i went in there and then i would never get out of there or then again. Honestly at this point i was considering just time travelling but youve gotta time it right and its this whole thing and i just did not want to deal with me right now so i deployed the 'do you want anything' strategy because theres no way any snacks would have survived long enough for a sudden social event bro they die so easy.

Anyway Ma noticed the obvious lack of snacks and gave me some souls for the shops so now i had to do that crap on the way back too. So i went to the café pretending i wasnt bothered by the ever-watching eyes on every home dimension portal and the thousand familiars barking (mightve just been 1 omnipresent one with 1000 heads honestly that sounds like some crap a rich guy would have i dunno) and when i finally got there the line was like 3 light-years long and the screeching within was even louder than back home but at least here it made sense i guess because its a social place. Im guessing my time immunity led me into rush year, but even still the main reason the line was so long is because one prick was deciding what to order at the counter, and didnt seem to notice the murderous intent radiating from EVERYONE ELSE THERE. Some people were even actively broadcasting it and this guy was STILL all 'can i get uuuuuh' honestly bro can you not just stop time or something are you serious. Anyway when i finally got to the counter (it only took like 10 months somehow so i was worried they were rushing stuff but it seemed ok so i dunno maybe they just finally fixed the time blender) i asked for the usual ocean latte but with plastic-free water because im intolerant, but the barista (who was undead by the way, its so good to see some undead rep these centuries) said they ran out of life so it would just be salty water (and like bro i cant just make that at home i dont need fancy equipment for that) so i just got a matcha latte instead. That place does the best oceans so it kinda sucked but both is good so whatever. I got it for takeaway because i did NOT wanna be around stupidly loud small talk.

Anyway i was drinking it on the way to the shops and i had to carry this empty cup around because i wanted to recycle it and apparently public recycling bins are an unfathomable concept. I kept pretending to drink out of it because i didnt want people giving me crap for doing my bit for the dimensional plane because people have a problem with that for some reason. Anyway how the mortality do people work in those places genuinely the lights are always burning like 7 of your eyes at any time and theyre blasting crappy pop music youre apparently supposed to know even though it came out like 30 millenia before you were even born but ok sure whatever. Anyway i got everything on Mas list of demands (knowledge of recent events is 4 souls 50 now the cheeky pricks) and made my way home. Look id been out for like 2 years at that point so i thought surely the noise and artificial niceties wouldve died down a bit but nOoOoOo because some sports thing was on the wormhole and everyone was doing the usual bellowing at it as if the mortals can comprehend them. Why do preople do that seriously its just annoying. Anyway i just opened the wall a bit and put the shopping through and scurried away to my room and stuffed a vacuum in the gap in the portal to pretend it would do anything about the omnipresent sports-induced cacophany. What's the point of sports broadcasts honestly why not just copy the experience why look at it from afar genuinely why.

I've gotta get my own place sometime but i can NOT be bothered making one right now.

Anyway then i felt sick as pestilence because THAT MATCHA HAD PLASTIC. IN IT wkejrirbdidn hate.